The World's Okayest Pastor

February 2025 feels like it's been the longest year ever. The state of the US government is just scary and getting worse and worse by the hour. As a cis-gender, white, middle age, female I know I have more agency and power then many. I can't know what my siblings of God are feeling and dealing with during this time when their existence is literally being erased by the US government and they're being told they're flawed and have no rights to even exist. Although there are grassroot efforts to fight the orange one's executive orders, I fear we are following the Hitler playbook and there are not enough people on the right who will stand up against our president and his regime.  It has been hard to write an update on daily or even semi regular "days in the life of a pastor." Finding words that speak to as many as possible because I work in a purple congregation takes time and energy that I am running low on. And then on a more personal professional note: being...

 It's Saturday - my day off. Well lets be real it's supposed to be a day off but I rarely don't do something church related.  As I was slowly getting myself together for the day - a rarity lately that I slept past 7:30, I was messing with the dog and taking my vitamins when my phone starts to buzz with text alerts. Apparently part of my Worship Board wanted to go through boxes before we put Christmas away tomorrow and they don't have a key to their storage unit. I'm on it. I get it I live across the street but also ugh! So I take some stuff over to the church so I don't forget/have to do it on Sunday morning and unlock the storage room. Then it's questions about my opinions on this or that. If you've ever met me and seen the places I've lived then you know I'm not really a decorator. It's never been my thing and I don't really feel like I should acquire the skill. So I help loading up garbage and recycling bins with stuff that is just ran...

 Today started with attempting a visit of a member with Covid 19 in the hospital. The daughter wants everyone to go visit her because she's lonely. Ma'am she's in isolation because she has a contagious virus. We will call, send cards and flowers, but I will not be encouraging everyone to go visit and spread anymore germs around. So I went and masked up. Poor member was sleeping very soundly so I left my card with a small note, said a silent prayer and left. I refuse to wake someone in the hospital. It's just bad practice. Then I printed bulletins. Copiers are weird but vital. I appreciate that this one will fold the bulletin for me. However I can't get it to fold the large print bulletins. Go figure. It's been weird not doing a bulletin every week myself. It's amazing what a good secretary and an updated piece of equipment can do for you. Then there was the funeral. A former lay licensed minister was contacted by a former member to do a son's funeral. Ne...