I felt a bit like a leper yesterday. For a minute or two.
I received a text from the BSF Children’s Supervisor asking me about the shingles… how I feel, am I still contagious?
I am teaching third and fourth graders on Monday nights this year. Would I be out another week?
According to the discharge sheet I was given at Urgent Care, shingles is only contagious when the rash is present. The virus is spread via contact with the oozing blisters.
My rash is almost completely faded and it never did develop blisters. So my guess is that I am NOT contagious. But, in an abundance of caution – to avoid the slightest chance of an epidemic of Chicken Pox running through the school program – it was decided that I should stay home until I get the all-clear from my doc on Tuesday.
“We’ll welcome you back October 8,” were the specific words that made me feel leprous.
The upside of being deemed “unclean” is that I got to sleep in this morning.
While my co-leaders were gathering at 6:30 am to prepare for Monday night, I was still snoozing. I awoke at 7:30 to the sound of the garage door opening. And I smiled.
I smiled big. The hub is truly a great man.
Late last night I reminded the hub that tomorrow was October 1st and October is Donut Month.
“I think we should have donuts in the morning. I think you should go to Avon first thing and bring some home.”
Avon is a bit of a drive so I figured his words of affirmation were insincere.
But then I heard the garage door open, smiled, stretched and slid out of bed.
I smelled coffee as I descended the stairs.
There in the dimmed lights of the kitchen I spotted the box.
Looks like the hub already took one.
While the clean among us were gathered for leaders’ meeting, I was curled up on the sofa sipping good, hot coffee, eating half of this donut and then half of that, watching the Premier League.
The downside of being deemed unclean is that I missed the vibrant discussion in the leaders’ circle.
But it’s okay. The Holy Spirit and I had a vibrant discussion of our own as I worked on my lesson yesterday.
I was reading the part in John 2 where Jesus cleared the temple of commerce, of money-changers, of disrespect.
“Who gave you the authority?,” the people asked.
The study questions suggested I look at Hebrews 8-10.
Our vibrant discussion began in Hebrews 10:
Therefore, when Christ came into the world, He [quoted Psalm 40:6-8]:
“Sacrifice and offering you did not desire,
but a body you prepared for me;
with burnt offerings and sin offerings
you were not pleased.
Then I said, ‘Here I am—it is written about me in the scroll—
I have come to do your will, my God.’”
First He said, “Sacrifices and offerings, burnt offerings and sin offerings you did not desire, nor were you pleased with them”—though they were offered in accordance with the law. [italics added by me]
The Spirit pointed out that they were offered in accordance with the lower-case-l law.
The Spirit is brilliant.
I named some of the things we, the church, offer in accordance with the lower-case-l law that God does not desire, with which He is not pleased.
Things like forbidding women to teach men.
Really silly things like requiring a man to be onstage when a woman leads worship…
Things that Jesus never said or required, neither did the capital L Law nor the Prophets.
I doubt anyone at leaders’ meeting this morning had an insight as brilliant as the Spirit’s.
I started to think about the ever-present fellowship of the Spirit. With Her (I’m not trying to get all feminist here but since mankind is made in God’s image and since 50% of mankind is female, I’m guessing at least 1/3 of God is female. Plus, ever notice that Jesus never assigned a gender to the Holy Spirit – never used a pronoun; ever notice that the female pronoun is used for Wisdom in Proverbs?) anyway, with Her a believer is never alone. She walks right in, ignoring the quarantine.
And that reminded me of the movie Ben Hur. Remember when Judah Ben Hur’s mother and sister were in the leper camp? Such a lonely, desolate place.
The kind of place Jesus went then.
The kind of place the Holy Spirit goes now.
I wish the movie had shown Jesus in those caves having vibrant discussions with those lepers.
‘Cuz you know He did.
Found these organic beauties at the Farmers Market today. Had to do something to walk off the donuts.