Helloooo, my pigeons!
I know we don’t observe the academic year in a liturgical way, but that back to school feeling is in the air as the season changes for many of us and kids get the heck out of the house and into the classroom where they BELONG! *thwaps ruler on desk*
I am not going to moan and groan about human depravity and climate change right now because as it is for all of us, the tick-tock-tick-tock of the clock of creation is in all our bodies, minds and souls as children of the living God. We know that we are in a time of lament but that does not mean that we should go about with crusty elbows and horrid, lumpy shoes.
We have to keep showing up for beauty, hope, blessing, possibility!! Unless your name is Jeremiah and you were legit appointed by the LORD to wear sackcloth and yell at people, get your shit together and be part of what is lovely in the world.
I am just going to stand here like a drill sargeant and bark words at you. When you hear each word, do a quick self-survey: Is this thing as clean, shiny and gorgeous as possible? Is this part of my self-care in okay condition? If not, what one reasonable commitment can I make here and now to pull it into a healthier place?
Do I have this item and is it clean, mended, pressed, conditioned, and professionally appropriate? Could I pivot from my ministerial context to an unexpected meeting with a state representative with this in this condition?
Ready? It’s fine to take notes!
SKIN! HEAD TO TOE!
FOUNDATION UNDERGARMENTS AND UNDERWEAR!
ONE PERFECT FUNERAL OUTFIT!
BAG! NOT A KNAPSACK! A GROWN-UP BAG!
Take this list to a group of colleagues you trust and have fun with and review it together. Swap tips, swap clothes, do a closet purge together, get a pedicure. Do a nose hair check.
We are primates, after all and not the Episcopal kind (although you might be one of those, too).