Jed Bartlet and Leo McGarry from "The West Wing" - Image via Wikipedia
It’s been quite a while since I’ve put together a stream-of-consciousness post, and this is one of those.
I’m restless.
Not an annoyed type of restless, because I’m not really angry at anything, nor is it the same kind of restlessness of a kid on Christmas morning, just aching to open their presents. Instead, this is more like a kid on a really good theme park ride, going through a bit of a lull and hanging out for whatever is going to happen next.
And like that kid, I have no idea what it is that’s coming. I’ve got some thoughts, some hopes and dreams maybe even, and a deep gut instinct that something new is getting ready to be born, but there’s still no genuine indication as to what that actually might be. I’ve spoken about church planting before, and about wanting to rethink how church happens, and that’s certainly the arena that I’m hoping and believing it’s going to be in, but I still can’t get any kind of a hold on what that’s going to look like.
A couple of nights ago, Bec and I watched an episode of “The West Wing” – called “Let Bartlet be Bartlet“. The vast majority of the (first) season up until this point had been about the compromises that the president’s administration had been consistently making, to keep everyone happy. And throughout the episode, the frustration of believing one set of things, and not acting on those beliefs is proving too much for the White House staff. The whole episode eventually raises to the crescendo, where the President is pulled aside by Leo McGarry – his chief of staff and Bartlet is challenged to start acting on his beliefs.
And that’s how I feel (in some respects). It feels like there are a bunch of things that I’ve been discussing, and thinking about with respect to church stuff, and that it can’t last much longer before the dam will burst – else I’ll be stuck in this cycle of inaction perpetually. There are so many things left to happen, people to join up with, before anything could possibly “get started”, but there’s just that feeling deep down that God is pushing some of this stuff up to the surface.
What next? Like my metaphorical child on the theme park ride – I don’t know. But it’s an exciting prospect.
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