Before I fall asleep each night, right after my prayers, I like to fantasize about my life and all the possibilities for this youngish priest.
1. The phone rings. I pick it up, and hear: "Mary, this is the president, after hearing your sermon on youtube last Sunday (did you know that someone put it on youtube) the leadership in the Middle East has decided that they want to have you come and negotiate a peace treaty. They are serious about it this time. They have been sending each other brownies and cupcakes. Archbishop Tutu said he would accompany you, but he was sure you would know what you were doing."
2. The senior warden runs to me on Sunday morning, and says: "Someone left twenty gold bars at the church! We can finally open that homeless shelter, soup kitchen, drug rehabilitation clinic and adult education center!"
3. Jason Stratham turns out to be devout Anglican, who has been following the blog, and just waiting to meet an awesome single mommy priest.
4. All clergy shirts from this time forward will be made of 100% cotton.
5. Turns out that someone in the congregation is a saint. We do not know who, but miracles abound!
6. The person I have felt the most angry and hurt by comes by and we reconcile.
7. The church is full and joyful. People feel energized and excited about reaching out and serving their brothers and sisters, and we all start dancing.
8. I win the Lottery, and I actually give all the money away because I realize that I do not really need it.
Fantasies, but maybe they could happen.
Yay for winning the Lottery and giving it all away! Also, item #1 is beyond cool. #6, too.
ReplyDeleteThis is a wonderfully holy and human list of fantasies, from the mundane to the fantastic. Mine wander similarly--that kids at my school will care about Jesus, that people will buy and like my novel, and that I will manage to get to work with no banana smeared on me by toddler twins.
ReplyDeleteLove it! Thanks for sharing.
From your blog to God's ears, may it be so! Amen and amen.
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