Much of my spare time this week has
been focused on my nerves. I’m preaching on Sunday and I’m equal parts
terrified and excited. The rector at my internship is an amazing preacher so I know I have big
shoes to fill, but this also makes her an inspiration. There are parishioners,
who have told me how much they are looking forward to hearing what I have to
say, and my family will be there; so I’ve been feeling the pressure. I had a
dream one night that I got to church and had forgotten my sermon, so the rector had
to preach at the 8 o’clock service while I desperately tried to come up with
something for the 10:15.
As
a result of this stress, I’ve been taking a lot of time to just sit in silence
and pray. I’ve derived a great deal of comfort from doing so. At the same time
I’m excited. I’ve preached before, but never on the Gospel. It has been a
different experience writing this sermon. It’s taken some discipline to sit and
be in the moment with the Gospel, and then to organize my thoughts and what I wish
to convey. I’m excited and a little nervous to get feedback from the rector and the
parishioners. When I preached before I was in high school and I don’t think I
got any real feedback. I just have to remember to turn at least once and
look at the choir.
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