When I arrived at church this morning, I announced to all
who were within earshot my official intention to run for Pope. Well, actually, my
announcement may have involved the term “Pope-ette.” For some reason, no one felt a need to offer
to help me pack up my office in anticipation of my move to the Vatican.
Ignoring my audience’s lack of enthusiasm, I went into my
office to start typing my resume. I saw the message light on my phone, a call
from someone I haven’t seen in a long, long time. My curiousity was piqued, and
I returned the call. This person was
calling to apologize for a very minor slight that was over a decade old. Frankly, at the time I had understood the
person’s actions and had taken no offense. I was touched deeply by this person’s
willingness to find me and call me after all of these years. The rest of the phone call was getting caught
back up on the many events in our families’ lives in the intervening years. What a delightful gift to begin the week!
On further reflection, I hereby renounce my candidacy for
the papacy. This life that I have the
privilege of living is too full of unexpected blessings to trade it in on some
other life. Someone else can wear the nifty
hats and run the Vatican, I am thankful today to be exactly where God has put
me.
