This summer has given me a personal view of what happens when transition lingers or seems to have no end. When I arrived here in Rosenort I just put my head down and worked on what I needed to. I wrote letters, blogs and spent time with closest family. This was transition time, transition space and I didn’t need to worry about anyone else. The people around me had all sorts of plans for my life and I successfully brushed most of that aside too. Now 9 weeks into a 2 week transition, I think I’m starting to see the light of day and seeing others around me
The Number 1 casualty of a church in transition
People. A pastor leaves and people get funny, leave, stop working, open old wounds and fight for power. None of this helps the witness of the church.