The time is at hand, or will be on the last Saturday in January. That day I will have formally finished my training to become a lay minister. It’s been a long two year process, not without my own rebellion in the first semester. So what should have taken four semesters ended up taking five.
If some of you don’t know what a lay minister is and you’ve got a Catholic background, think of the deacons. For the others that are not familiar with “high church” (which means how much liturgy is expressed in corporate worship) it’s almost an in-between stage. Half way between the congregation and the pastor. What I’ve just finished is equivalent to about a year of seminary.
What was odd was that when I did the last of my homework it seemed extremely easy. I have no idea if it was God’s prompting, or just that I wanted it finished. Who knows?
Now I have no idea what I’ll be doing. With a very small congregation you do what’s needed. I haven’t taught Sunday school in a while, because the pastor wanted to do something different. I’ll have to check to see if I can start that back up again. This time I’ll use the curriculum that the ELCA offers (it makes it so much easier).