Sometimes a deputy just needs to take a break. I hit that point this morning. Luckily I had arranged for our alternate to take my place on the floor. By taking this morning off I missed the budget debate (I’m very excited to report that we have funded mission and evangelism in serious ways). This morning I did things for me to rest and recover from the chaos of these two weeks. I had breakfast with fellow RI deputies, participated in the community Eucharist, went for a walk and had coffee with a dear friend whom I have not seen in over a year and a half. It was exactly what I needed to be reminded of the important things outside of General Convention – that there is more than the floor and microphone three (the mic closest to our tables).
As I walked around Salt Lake City I was reminded that at General Convention we model pretty bad stewardship of ourselves. General Convention is essentially two weeks of early mornings, late nights, long legislative sessions, quick lunches, eating out almost every meal, while working incredibly hard for the good of the Church. I wonder what would happen if while we were here at General Convention we modeled better stewardship for ourselves and our ministries. What if we were able to practice self care in the midst of the episco-disco called General Convention? What if we could show the Church and the world that there is more to work and ministry that seeing who can be the most productive on the least amount of sleep?
I wonder . . .