technically i’m a year behind.
if you’ve read here for more than a post, or have met me anywhere (even in my own office) you’ll have noticed that i tend to run what westerns call “a little late”. i’d argue we all arrive when we do, but we can share that existential thought another day.
a year ago i was to submit my packet of original writing for consideration for full ordination as an elder in the united methodist church. this didn’t happen. on some things i drug my feet and procrastinated others i purposefully put off.
a year later, on the actual day everything is due, i have submitted my entire packet (NOT THE CHECKLIST. BRB. CHECKLIST.) okay. checklist submitted. (why is this a thing? i digress.)
so, a year later, on the actual day everything is due, i have submitted my entire packet. and, i kid you not, the moment i hit “send” the bells of one of the churches next to the conference office began ringing. it is very possible they do this every day, and it is very possible that i would have noticed them before today–but on this particular wednesday evening on january i noticed them all the more.
the bells rang.
i submitted and hit send.
i’ll keep listening.