August 28, 2009
The Call
Last week, I agreed to do the reading of the lesson in chapel here at work. And then, because no one else in my department was around all week, I forgot about chapel and dressed like a total slob.
Normally, if all you have to do is get up and read a lesson during the service, you don't have to wear a robe. Only the presiding and assisting ministers wears robes. Lots of robing rules in the church.
But I didn't want Jeebus to see me dressed like a slob, so I robed. And you know who was the presiding minister? (That's the pastor who does most of the talking during the service.) The pastor of my home church. Guest pastor-ing. Which was cool, I mean, at least I knew the sermon would be good!
The next day, I got this email from my Mom:
Spoke with Pastor Homechurch this morning and he told me he had seen you at chapel today at the Wed. Morning service - and ----------------- you had a robe on and were reading things and behaving in a heavenly way. My prayers have been answered!! One of my daughters is being coming a nun - or a deaconess - or a rabbiette, or whatever. I am SO proud. Let me know if I can be of any spiritual help to you.Love, Mother Superior Dearest
Hmm. The only explanation I can find for this is that, when God called me to be a pastor, I wasn't home, so Mom took the message. This would explain why I have no knowledge of my calling to join the pastorhood.
People, if ever there was a time to start praying, it's now.
P.S. Let me know if you need any spiritual guidance. I'm happy to pass your questions on to my Mother.
Comments
Ha! Mom kills me. Hey, I guess now you're the "good daughter"!
Posted by: Billi at August 28, 2009 03:21 PM
did she really say rabbiette? honestly? that's so fucking hilariously awesome.
so, what does spiritual help entail?
Posted by: heather at August 28, 2009 04:09 PM
So is this a sign of the Apocylopse oH Pastoress??? SB
Posted by: Snippy Bitch at August 29, 2009 08:09 PM