There is a meeting tonight at church, and, at that meeting, a group of people will decide whether to keep paying my salary or eliminate it from the 2014 church budget. If the vote goes my way, I keep my job and can pay my mortgage/bills. If the vote doesn't go my way, I'm out of a job I've had for close to 15 years and five pastors. I will have to start looking for weekend employment, and eventually, quit doing a lot of things that give me a great deal of satisfaction.
That's what I mean by a tipping-of-the world day. The axis of my planet is about to shift, and all I can do is sit back and watch the storm clouds roll in. The future is uncertain.
I hesitate to ask my Magic 8-Ball question because I think the answer I'm going to receive will simply confirm the way I think the vote is going to go tonight. However, I have nothing to lose, metaphorically:
Will the church board vote to maintain my salary tonight?
And Holden's answer is:
I left the Lavender Room pretty soon after they did. They were closing it up anyway, and the band had quit a long time ago...
I should have known. Leaving. Closing. Quitting. Catcher in the Rye isn't exactly the happiest book ever written.
Saint Marty should have picked a more uplifting book for 2013. Like Conrad's Heart of Darkness.
|Maybe next year|