Get enough complaints about not blogging, and guess what?
You get back into it pretty quick.
Suffice it to say it’s been an extremely busy couple of months for me. I’d bore even myself trying to recount everything that’s been going on, so I’ll stick to one humorous reality I faced for the first time this year: Holy Week with as a church work duo.
We’re both church workers at the same church this year, for the first time–my husband as a pastor, and me as a Director of Christian Education.
What does this mean during the average week? We’re co-workers, and live and breathe church at work and at home. In fact, if we didn’t have two dogs to care for, we might occasionally forget we have a home away from church.
It also means we’re pretty well-prepared in jumping in to do mostly anything at church. Watering flowers? Rearranging furniture? Running registration tables? Creating dessert trays? Dusting shelves? Running screens? Organizing files? Trimming poinsettias? Making coffee? Guiding campus tours? Cleaning bathrooms? Serving meals? Leading chapel? Making hospital visits? Writing or leading devotions, lessons, or Bible studies at a moment’s notice? We got it covered, no sweat.
Holy Week, however, is a different beast entirely.
What might seem like a cheerful holiday for most–yellow bunnies! pink marshmallows! foil-wrapped chocolate!–is nothing short of laborious torture for those of us in church work.
Picture this: seven church services in eight days.
That means bulletins, flowers, communion set up, musicians, announcement slides, song lyrics, lights, candles, service order, sermons, readings, ushers, banners and paraments, food and coffee–times SEVEN.
This year, my husband and I started a new tradition to commemorate our first year in church work–our Real Holy Week picture diary, capturing how we felt at the end of each day. And rest assured, friends, those were some long days we worked–along with our dedicated staff–to prepare for Holy Week 2013.
Day 1 (Palm Sunday)
Tyler: God save us…(We’re Gonna Need It)
Day 2 (Monday)
Cassie: Seriously? It’s only Monday?!
Tyler: The calm before the storm…
Day 3 (Tuesday)
Cassie: And we thought tax season was stressful…
Tyler: Kickin’ it into high gear!
Day 4 (Wednesday)
Cassie: I just got home…it’s MIDNIGHT…but holy cow, I love my church!
Day 5 (Maundy Thursday)
Cassie: Holy Guacamole!
Tyler: Bringin’ it, Maundy style!
Day 6 (Good Friday)
Cassie: I love the most depressing service of the year!
Tyler: And He saw that it was GOOD.
Day 7 (Saturday)
Cassie: I. am. so. tired.
Tyler: This. Is. It.
Day 8 (Easter Sunday)
Cassie: Hallelujah! We survived Holy Week 2013!
Tyler: Thank you God!
And now….you know the real story behind Holy Week.
Next time you ask us why we look tired after Easter, you’ll know exactly why.