underwhelmed
I woke up today with a sinking feeling... the pressure of the holidays weighing heavily on me.
In a previous post, I ranted about the rush-rush-rush of the holiday season in general. I think I'm doing okay with that end of things (the whole society-driven-marketing-pressure of the season).
But, today, the first Monday after Turkey Day, I've awakened to the ridiculous expectations placed upon me by other people. I wish that I could shirk my responsibilities this month, but that, unfortunately, is not possible.
As "Pastor of Worship and Arts" at my Church, I am responsible for a whole host of large events/projects throughout the year. They usually come and go as once-every-other-month sorts of things. It just so happens that two of the largest "events" at our Church occur in the next 3 weeks (our Christmas Banquet and Christmas Eve service). And, yes, I am the person responsible for "making them happen."
I've given away everything that I can possibly give away to other people to help out with the projects... but, the sole responsibility of each of the events rests on me. (It doesn't help that most everyone else in the Church is feeling an enormous amount of holiday-pressure and is "too busy" to help out... I almost feel guilty asking people to help out!) To be honest, everything is overwhelming at the moment. The only other time I ever feel this much pressure is around Easter. But, that's just one shot in the middle of Spring, so it's usually not this bad.
Don't get me wrong. I don't entirely blame my Church community for setting these expectations. Indeed, I have some part in this with my "I can do it!" personality.
But, I think it's really a symptom of how the vast majority of Western Christianity has interpreted what "Church" is. But, I'll deconstruct that thought in a later post...
I guess the hardest part of all of this is being married. In the past, I was able to throw myself completely into these sorts of projects, but now I know that doing that in the midst of our marriage would be unfair to my wife. I feel a sense of "resentment" or "anger" that my time with my amazing wife is being channeled away from her for this period of time--and that most of it is completely out of my ability to control it. But, I guess life comes and goes with such seasons-of-existence.
I know, though, that even more than feeling overwhelmed, I am feeling underwhelmed.
Generally when I get this stressed, etc., I tend to push my faith to the margins of my life. This morning I prayed a simple prayer: "Jesus, I desperately want to keep you at my centre this week." That's really all I can do at this point. I desire to be overwhelmed--in awe--at Christ and his birth rather than underwhelmed--too busy to experience the mystery of Christ's incarnation.
Thanks for listening to my rant. Things will be better after this Sunday's Christmas Banquet. Just a heads up: this may be a light week of posting... I've already spent too much time writing this post...