My immediate task is to move. I’m to put everything I have on a truck. Big job, not to be undertaken lightly. My immediate subtask is to disassemble these shelves so that they can go away instead of on the truck with me.
As the power driver was whining out another fastener, it occurred to me that what I was doing with the shelving was also an image of moving as an itinerant preacher. I was loosing the bonds of what has held parts of my life. Some of this needed to happen a long time ago. Some nuts were stuck, others seemed like they had done this before and came out willingly.
The pictured red shelf is red because red is the color of South Meck. High School. I didn’t use this shelf myself, but it held a part of one of my children’s stories. He will graduate from college on Sunday and is done with that story. It had its place, but its time has past. New stories await for him.
New things to put on new shelves await for me too. I am certain that the Lord is doing a new thing. But for now I need to ease out another screw. Lord, keep me in the assurance of this new thing, and give me the grace to say, “Good bye.” Amen.
I am about to do a new thing; now it springs forth, do you not perceive it? —Isaiah 43:19(NRSV)
Son, Brother, United Methodist Pastor, Husband, Dad