For the past month and a half... probably actually since before Christmas... my schedule has been chaotic.
You are told things when you start out in ministry about how pastors sometimes work 80+ hour weeks and how you are on-call 24/7 and how your life just might get sucked up into a vortex of ministry.
I didn't believe it.
Or rather, I was committed to not letting it happen to me.
And I must say that for a full three years, I have done "okay" at keeping my boundaries firm.
But 2011 has been absolutely nuts.
What on earth happened?
I think part of the slip in my boundaries has to do with a number of important things going on in the life of the church that I have chosen to prioritize and give extra time to. I also ran into a week with four funerals and was gone for a week and therefore had catch-up work.
But there was another shift in my household that I didn't quite take note of. My husband started working 8-5, Monday through Friday.
Now, my husband gets up before me and is out the door before I have a chance to really wake up. My evenings are just about as busy, which is why three nights out of five this week I wasn't home before 8 or 9 or later... when he was getting ready to settle down and turn in.
I have always cherished the flexibility of my schedule. But I'm starting to resent it... a little bit. I miss my husband. I miss my days off. And this chaos has got to get some order put to it.