“Tired, But Still Moving Mountains”
Given the unique position of serving as pastor, I am sometimes blessed (or cursed) with more information than anyone should have. Most of the time, the information I hold is confidential. Other times, however, information doesn’t have to be confidential even though I treat it as such. This time, I’m not going to keep it quiet. I will blurt it out so that everyone can hear it. So, in honor of everyone who has endured two hurricanes and is now in the midst of rebuilding life, here goes: “We are tired.”
As people arrive on the island and witness for themselves the impact of the recent storms, they ask the same question, “How are you?”
Forgive me for not asking for permission, but I’ve taken the liberty to include you, me, our town’s officials, first responders, contractors, and everyone else in the area in my answer. When people ask me, “How are you?” I simply respond, “We are tired.”
I’m not sure there’s another answer that more completely wraps up our feelings. The work we’ve completed is nothing short of incredible. The work ahead of us is overwhelming. The piles may be getting a little smaller, but our energy level is already depleted. Everyone is already exhausted yet there is still a mountain of work ahead.
It’s not my nature to ignore the environment and continue to “do church” as if nothing has happened. The sermon for this upcoming Sunday has yet to be written, just as the sermon for last Sunday was not pre-prepared months ago. There’s no amount of preparation that could have fully prepared us for what we are experiencing. Yet, somehow, we are pulling it off.
That’s right. Though we are tired, we are somehow pulling off what we would have previously seemed to be impossible. We are, in fact, moving mountains. We are doing the impossible. We are experiencing miracles almost daily. It’s a miracle that nobody was seriously hurt. It’s a miracle that some of us still have a vehicle that runs. It’s a miracle that we still have clothes to wear and food to eat.
I’m guessing that you’re tired. If that doesn’t define you, please let me know and I’ll stop telling people that you’re tired. Instead, I’ll put you to work at the Chapel. Then, you’ll not only be tired, but you’ll also be part of the miracle.
Tired? Tell God about it.
God Bless,
Brock.
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