Resurrected

These past few weeks, I have been up and down in my emotions. The combination of the hormone fluctuations that accompany middle age and being disappointed by people has had me feeling not so motivated about life in general. I was extremely happy that I did not have to sermon prep for good Friday because that gave me some space to deal with what I have been feeling without added pressure. I did however lead worship for 7 Last Words service and preach Sonrise service alongside my colleagues on Sunday morning.

Admittedly, sometimes I feel like preaching and sometimes I do not. I know that might be surprising to hear coming from a preacher who actually considers herself to have a preaching gift, but it’s true for me. Quite frankly, I just wasn’t sure that I could fight the weight of my emotions long enough to hear from God. Thank God the preaching moment doesn’t depend on me! I’m happy to report that once I picked up the mic, I was very much back in my element. I told our minister to music that once I heard him playing behind me, I felt like preaching. My relief was momentary and by Monday I was back to grappling with the various situations in my life. Yet I have to say that it felt really good for all of my cares to be lifted off my shoulders and to be able to stand tall…even if only for a brief moment.