I have never had to deal with dead bodies in church buildings nor am I having an illicit affair. It’s also true that I possess neither the gorgeousness nor the style of Kerry Washington, and yet . . . I can dream. In spite of all this, one of my colleagues said this morning that “sometimes we have to go all Scandal” in our middle judicatory work.
In my denomination, we make decisions in community. The call of a pastor depends upon approval by three separate entities – the pastor, the congregation, the presbytery. The ordination of a person requires the approval of the one being called, the calling organization (a church, hospital, school, etc.) and the judicatory overseeing that ordination. But sometimes things get done behind the scenes. And this is the faithful thing.
We do not have bishops in our denomination but sometimes I do bishop-y things. A friend of mine – who happens to be a bishop in another denomination – shared that he occasionally “goes Presbyterian” in his actions, which I think means that – while he could decree something, he chooses to form a committee to study and discern together.
In a post-denominational world, we must remain agile which occasionally means that middle judicatory staffers need to tap our inner Olivia Pope and become the behind-the-scenes fixer.
For God so loved the world, God didn’t send a committee. And while we are not playing God, it sometimes feels like it a tiny bit.