S.A.B.B.A.T.I.C.A.L

I am on a sabbatical from my congregation. Amazing isn't it? The presbytery offered several of us "disaster zone" preachers up to eight weeks of time away. We may use the time as we wish with an educational or retreat experience somewhere in the mix.

I woke up this morning thrilled to be free of sermon writing for four Sundays. The rest of my sabbatical will come later this year. We all felt that we couldn't leave our people for two full months so we are splitting the time up.

I am to rest and do things differently. I'll travel a bit, get out my retablo making things, clean the gutters (I like this!), make stuffies and cook complicated meals. I have time!

When first approached about taking a sabbatical, I thought how rare this experience will be! Preachers in small churches don't get time away unless they are very ill or caring for an ill family member.

I have time to read, look, think, visit with friends, count clover and nap.

See the kitty? I'm that kitty.

St. Casserole