Once Upon a Time . . .
. . . long ago and in a land far away, a preacher mom discovered a means of communication called the blog. She discovered that it was a place where she could anonymously write about the joys and challenges of her life as a female pastor. When things happened at the church – say, with a staff member or an elder or a member – she could write about it freely. She could express whatever emotion she felt, be it anger, frustration, amusement, or dismay. Blog Land was a safe and happy place.
She discovered that there were others out there in Blog Land who had similar experiences who would happily commiserate with her and/or offer her advice and encouragement. Even though the residents of Blog Land were scattered far and wide, the conversations shared felt like a group of friends sitting down to share coffee, dessert, and the day’s events.
Times changed, as they always do. After awhile more and more people became aware of Blog Land. It became more difficult, pointless even, to remain anonymous. There was always a chance that the subjects of the stories shared online might stumble upon those stories, and always the danger that feelings could be hurt, offense taken, and jobs placed in jeopardy.
The preacher mom learned the wisdom of not sharing everything in Blog Land anymore. The blog goes on and the friends in Blog Land are still there, but the forum for safely airing the funnies and frustrations of ministry is gone.
So for my friends in Blog Land, particularly those of the preacherly kind, boy-oh-boy would I have some stories to share with you today if we still lived in that long ago, far away land! You don’t know how badly I wish I could snark it up here with you and in turn receive your sympathy/empathy (and based on past experiences from days gone by, I know you could sympathize/empathize with this one). I could use the calm, wise ones among you to talk me down as well as the snarky, funny ones among you to help me find the humor.
I know you would be there, just as you always have been. For now that is enough. And for that, dear friends, I am thankful.