The After effects of Easter

The church rocks during the Lenten season and the anticipation of Easter is second only to waiting for Santa to slide down the chimney which has nothing to do with God or religion unless he is carrying the baby Jesus with him when he comes.

One would hope that after all the build up and setting free of our spirits during Easter time, that the pace might slow for a bit after. I believe this to be true unless your church is engulfed in a Capital Campaign, or say, perhaps is in discussion over a large purchase like new pews, or a new church top cross or maybe a new organ.

Yes, friends, if you are sitting on one of those soapboxes, keep your seatbelt on. Buckle Up.

For the church chick, these events mean mailings, and lots of practice on making mailing labels. Our folding machine and copier, Biz, and the label sticker machine have been worked hard hard hard. On my way home from work, I thought I saw their chords hanging around outside the neighborhood bar last Friday night. Well, who can blame them, right? They probably all went out together to trade work stories. …

“Yeah, boy howdy friends, I had a good holler when a newby tried cranking up my two sided zoom feature last week. The gal was pushing my buttons like she knew me from another place, and I just turned right around and flipped my switch to OFF. She called the church chick and just as the chickster stepped into the copy room, I switched myself ON like magic. Back and forth, back and forth, I pulled her in there a good amount of times til she threatened to pull my plug- Kill joy.

Or

“What’s with sticky? Cat got its tongue?"

“ No, his lips are stuck together again”

“ Oh, Mr. G run a big mailing ?”

“ mmmhhhmmmmhhmmm”

“What’s that? What’s he trying to say?”

“I think he’s saying pass the butter, his lips are chapped”

“Oh, gosh, jeesh, oh (moan)can you do that for me, Biz? My back is killing me from folding 3,000 of those darn tri-fold programs”

"Sure, buddy,sure I will."

When it is busy time around this place, everybody marches.

I hope it is settling down wherever you are

He has risen

Tomorrow is Easter- the He Has Risen day that most Christians look forward to each year. The doom and gloom fades away in the wee hours of Easter eve, and the dawn brings the light of new beginnings, new faith, new energy for life and love.

Here at work church, the staff has been buzzing around like bees on ephedra for the last 6 weeks. Lots of planning, creating, scheduling, calling, praying, writing, and sermonizing. Lots. I am busy along with them, but in a very different way. Where the ministerial staff is zipping along, putting together the event activities of the season, I sit comfortably at my desk on the phone, or emailing, snail mailing, copying. My most important job is keeping the nut jar full. Desk sustenance I call it on the store receipts these days. No one questions it anymore. We all know how important it is to keep the staff fueled. Especially now.

As the season peaks with the rising Easter Sun, I can feel the last drops of energy and fuel dripping out. The worship experiences prove amazing, fulfilling, wonderous. But on a human level, on the day that He has risen, my beloved staff is falling- over, out, like a forest of cut timbers. I, for one, am grateful for Easter Monday- for their sakes. Thank God for God and Thank God for the gifts of these incredible people I work for. Now there's a miracle for you- well, there's a few. ..