Every day, my little browser opens up to this blog as my homepage and I think about trying to write something on it. The last few days ....I got nothing. I was starting to be a bit alarmed until I realized what was happening.
One of the many hats I wear is wife of the Right Reverend Robb. I don't write about it a lot because it's a hat I wear lightly most of the time. But last week, I was all out in the open...doing pastoral work even preaching the sermon.....a first for me. There are few Sundays that go by that Robb doesn't tell me that the aftermath of preaching a sermon feels exactly like getting up in front of a group of people and getting completely naked. I laugh and believe him about 68 percent. Because he's a great teacher and very confident and easy to listen to. But now, with my first (last) sermon under my belt, I believe him 102 percent.
My inability to blog is about self preservation. About hiding. About invisibility. I stared down the barrel of some very real life stuff last week, and was none-too-powerful at changing it. I much prefer to make the coffee and let Robb try to really help people. At my heart, I am a very shy person who much prefers relative anonymity and lots of alone time to recharge my batteries.
So while I'm hiding out, think about slipping a dollar bill in your pastors' waistband after a sermon this week.