One More Checkmark

Today was the day of the sermon. And I survived. Thank you to all those who have given me any kind of support through this. It was really nice to have several of you in the congregation this morning (and many of you commented that members of the church felt the same way). Overall, I think it went well. Everyone said that they enjoyed the sermon, although I don't think anyone would have told me I did a terrible job even if I did so. In fact, while we were getting ready to select an extra hymn since the children were running late, one of the choir members decided to make his feelings known to the congregation and thanked me for what he said was a job well done. I can't say that the possibility of someone in the church doing something like that had not crossed my mind, but I still couldn't help feeling that my face was becoming red.

In fact, I can only think of one potential downside to this, one I had not considered until this past week. If everyone thinks I did a good job, I may be put on call as a backup for the actual pastor when she is away. Translation: substitute preaching becomes my job until death.

Well, back to grad school things.