Sometimes you have to make a decision on the little information you have and then stick with the choices you have made. I know it is my tendency to be the world’s worst procrastinator so I have to make quick decisions and then act on them or nothing gets done. (It’s Myers-Briggs fault for telling me I’m INFP).
Last year we started confirmation classes at the middle school hoping that a confirmation service with the bishop in school would become an annual event. Eight children were confirmed in a very exciting service. This year, Bishop G is booked to come in July so last term I sent out letters to the parents of year 8 children. It’s hard enough standing up in front of the whole school when there is a large group being confirmed, it is much more daunting if there are only a few of you, so when there was only one response and that from a child that hadn’t been baptised, I decided to cancel the year 8 chaplain who was coming in to do the preparation and apologised to the bishop’s secretary. The head of course was disappointed. I should have left it there but dithered (always a bad move- it always causes more stress). I heard myself standing up in assembly last week encouraging the kids and telling them what a great thing it would be to do. (Holy Spirit always has the last laugh! It’s a good job I can laugh at myself too!)
The result. I now have a confirmation class that I will have to run myself and NO bishop.
OK, I think. Easy-peasy, I’ll just take them up to the cathedral for the next confirmation there. Lovely liturgical chaplain gets back-it’s all booked up this year. So I am now ringing round all the neighbouring deaneries to see if I can slot them in there.
I will not dither. Four kids will be confirmed, and one baptised even if I have to take them to four different venues but Lord, couldn’t you have arranged for them to all be in my parishes? Life would have been so much simpler.