I took a trip to Flagstaff, AZ this last weekend. I had to collect some things, sign some things, and see some people. I had been nervous all week leading up to the trip and I had been nervous all through the trip until I got in the car to leave, Sunday afternoon. I had people in my life that I have known for more than three years mention that the Mamie they first met, had gone on vacation for a very long time, they hated it, and were happy now that, that Mamie was back.
People enter your life when you need them or when they need you. You or they leave when you no longer need each other and you move on. Each one, however, was placed there for a reason at the moment you needed them, not before or after. I thought, sadly, the person in Flagstaff I had grown to love and trust as a mentor would be one of those people. I was pleased to discover that in fact she was not.
I had been tossing and turning Saturday night with nerves from a dream. The dream was about the friends I had made at Living Christ. A handful of them are very sad that their pastor is moving. This is not the first time I have had to say good-bye to a pastor that I have fallen in love with. Cool thing? I know, almost for certain that I will see PK again. For those who might not, I mentioned the ending to the movies, like Mary Poppins, Pete’s Dragon, and Nanny McPhee. Talking to my brother about how to find a pastor at his church helped me solidify the link between those movies and a pastor you love. Pastors, sometimes, come in to a church and do some pretty radical things. So many things. I cannot begin to list them all out. I would not even know where to start. Then, when they have given all there is to give, they move to the next congregation that will benefit deeply from all they have to offer.
The journey I am on will in fact mean I cross paths with PK at least once more. I hope I am reading the signs correctly, which I have been told is serendipitous, and my niche is truly in Texas. I want the last 2 years, 11 months, and 9 days of my life back, and I want to be happy. I am excited that there is even hope I will be able to regain it all, saying thanks to a handful of people, with a special shout out to PK.
To me, even though I know more goes into accepting a new call than opening an umbrella, sprouting wings, or simply walking down the lane and clicking a staff, I think it is the same idea. On the drive home, when talking to my sister about how much this person meant to me I used the labels Mary Poppins, Elliot, and Nanny McPhee. She said, “that’s nice, but you don’t ever see them again.” I agree with her, but I feel things might be just a little different. I am not entirely sure that I will see PK again but I remain hopeful that everything that has happened in the last month is a sign that I will be able to once again be near one of the most influential people in my life. Mary Poppins taught Jane and Michael, to live life for the good times, follow your dreams, and have fun. Elliot taught Pete, to stand up, be strong, and know you are never alone. Nanny McPhee taught Simon, Tora, Lily, Eric, Sebastian, Christianna, and Agatha, to be independent, to take care of one another, and to believe, for good things will happen. Along with all of those other lessons, PK helped me realize I should be myself in a world where I can be anything.
Messy Church Best Birthday Present
My birthday this year was an interesting one, not at all what I thought it would be. Even being extremely disgruntled all day I managed to find peace. Funny enough it came when I took my shoes off. I participated in a painting activity at church that ended with the Pastor washing the participants feet. Only 5 or so people have ever actually seen my feet, it was truly a humbling experience. I was honored, even though I felt awkward.