There are times when holding a confidence is really, really hard. I’m in one of these cases and I really need to hold onto it for about another 5 days. But it is killing me.
In this case, it’s not a bad thing that I know… In fact it is quite exciting, but it just isn’t time yet to spill the beans.
Here’s the deal. The search committee has found their man. They have pegged the person they want as the next senior pastor, they’ve even shown him the whole enchiladas of his package, but the church won’t be told who he is until next Sunday.
The funny part is that I have secretly known for weeks who they have been talking to. Don’t tell! We’ve talked extensively but the search committee has no idea. Even funnier than that is the fact that they have scheduled a time when they can come and talk to me about who it is, etc. Pretty funny because I know who it is but they just don’t think that we’ve talked. I don’t think I’ll tell them I know but just let them tell me.
Kind of reminds me of the butler in Mr. Deeds, “sneaky sneaky.”
So on the inside I am rejoicing because it looks like the calvary has arrived. But on the outside I still have to hold up to “Whoa is me… When will this be over!”
And you thought keeping things quiet was easy. Hmmm.
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