Since two weeks at GC couldn’t make me blog regularly, perhaps a summer will. I’m interning this summer at the United Methodist Church of the Resurrection in Leawood, KS. I started about three weeks ago, but between Student Forum and Annual Conference it really got going last week. I have a nifty little badge that says: “Luke Wetzel, Congregational Care Intern,” as well as desk, computer, phone, and e-mail address, and just recently business cards, a stapler, tape, and scissors. I’m interning in the congregational care department working with Rev. Andrew Conard, and doing hospital visits, observing counseling, helping with some smaller worship services, tasks on Sunday morning, and projects in the area of pastoral care. I’ll be doing some reflecting here this summer on what I’m experiencing.
The last six weeks since GC have been busy. I came back to Atlanta from Fort Worth and spent a little more than a week finishing my final exams. Then I got to relax a little in Atlanta and spend a couple days with my girlfriend up in North Carolina. We went visited the Biltmore Estate and had a relaxing time walking around the property, touring through the house and looking at flowers. Then I drove back to Kansas, started working for a couple days and went to Washington DC for a long Labor Day weekend for the United Methodist Student Forum. This was a gathering of UM college students from all around the country. It was a fair event, I feel like it tries to be too many things, a leadership training event, legislative gathering, and social justice movement/rally, each to the detriment of the other. The best thing about the event was the people. I got to spend time with some new friends who I met at General Conference and with old and new friends from Kansas. Not too long after that was Annual Conference which was a whirlwind. I preached the opening worship service/memorial service and that went pretty well. It was well-received, to my relief. The best part was hearing afterwards all the different ways that God worked through my preaching to give people what they needed to hear. The second best part was that I got it over on the first night, because I had to coordinate and help give presentations about General Conference for the next two days. We had four 15-minute time slots alloted to us and we went well over time on all but one. The conference secretary and chair of sessions and rules (she is on the delegation) are both saints for putting up with us. Now I’m working and looking towards a trip to Nashville on Sunday to be part of a hiring team for the General Board of Discipleship, preaching in Louisburg next Sunday, Jurisdictional Conference in July, and a trip to Italy in August to see my girlfriend who is studying abroad this semester.
This morning I sat in on a counseling session with a person who came to the church seeking a pastor to talk with. He moved here two years ago with his wife and three kids from the northeast. He had been unable to find a job, his wife had cheated on him, ands she filed for a divorce. He was looking towards moving back to the northeast where his parents and siblings are, and more importantly where he knew he could get a job. What he wanted more than anything was to keep his family together and stay near his children, but it just didn’t seem possible. He felt belittled by his wife and her family, and useless for his lack of a job. The most powerful part of the session was when Andrew told the man how much God loved him. The man was visibly affected by this and I was moved as I thought about the power of God’s love. He grew up nominally Catholic and his wife was the one who brought him into a Protestant Church which got him thinking more about God and reading the bible. One of the most challenging parts was watching him struggle with the question of how his wife could both be a Christian and be deceitful and belittling. Despite all that was going wrong in his life, his faith didn’t seem to be shaken much. It was certainly being tested, but he was still confident that God was with him. What he seemed to need was reassurance that was the case and some help clarifying his options and priorities.
I’m also working through lists of prayer requests, praying for each one and making notes for follow-up (phone-call, note, etc.). There is so much brokenness in the world, individual lives that are really a mess. I think I’ll understand really soon the importance of robust personal spiritual practice to be able to reflect light into the dark places and run dry spiritually. I’ve recognized my own tendency with hospital visits to not pause and pray before I enter the room that God will give comfort through me and help me to know their need so that I can help meet it. It would be easy for me to charge in without the proper intentionality. Care isn’t something that we do so much as something that God does through us.