So my field education......
Let's just start by saying that I am a little bit angry right now. Don't get me wrong, I love my field education site, and the supervisor rocks, but right now I think I am justified in being just a little bit pissed off. Because, you see, I was excited about my field education site specifically because I was being given some room and freedom to explore Christian Worship, meaning that I was getting to be a major role-player in the Worship Committee at the church, in revisioning worship and how we approach worship in order to make it more intentional at my site.
I was excited this week because I was given the opportunity to plan the form of worship for Sunday. Specifically I was supposed to work on the music for liturgy. Great, I thought. I get to implement some of the ideas I had heard from the worship committee earlier this month. It was going to be awesome. IN fact I spent HOURS working on it, planning and editing and writing and rewriting prayers, going through hymnals to pick just the right hymns, calling the music director and discussing potential music for the worship service on Sunday. I was stoked.
And then this afternoon, after a week of planning and trying to make sure everything I had done was going to work well, the Pastor changed almost everything in the bulletin that I had worked so hard on. And he didn't even give me the courtesy of a phone call. I put so much work into service this weekend, and rather than acknowledging it, the pastor basically rewrote the prayers, changed the hymns and reverted to the old format, and then sent it out to be printed without telling me. Which leaves me feeling a bit pissed and unappreciated, and as though perhaps the effort I put into trying to make this worship space intentional was better spent sleeping in.
Bleh. I hope ministry isn't always this sucky.
I was excited this week because I was given the opportunity to plan the form of worship for Sunday. Specifically I was supposed to work on the music for liturgy. Great, I thought. I get to implement some of the ideas I had heard from the worship committee earlier this month. It was going to be awesome. IN fact I spent HOURS working on it, planning and editing and writing and rewriting prayers, going through hymnals to pick just the right hymns, calling the music director and discussing potential music for the worship service on Sunday. I was stoked.
And then this afternoon, after a week of planning and trying to make sure everything I had done was going to work well, the Pastor changed almost everything in the bulletin that I had worked so hard on. And he didn't even give me the courtesy of a phone call. I put so much work into service this weekend, and rather than acknowledging it, the pastor basically rewrote the prayers, changed the hymns and reverted to the old format, and then sent it out to be printed without telling me. Which leaves me feeling a bit pissed and unappreciated, and as though perhaps the effort I put into trying to make this worship space intentional was better spent sleeping in.
Bleh. I hope ministry isn't always this sucky.