mun·dane [muhn-deyn, muhn-deyn]
1. of or pertaining to this world or earth as contrasted with heaven; worldly; earthly: mundane affairs.
2. common; ordinary; banal; unimaginative.
3. of or pertaining to the world, universe, or earth.
It’s the boring times of life, the ordinary times. It’s the times they edit out of Hollywood movies. It’s the times that never make it into a novel, a comic book, or even a journal. It’s brushing your teeth when there’s an asteroid out there somewhere careening towards earth and all the world needs is a super-powered hero to rise up and rescue them.
I have a hard time with the mundane times.
I’m always really happy and really sad when graduation comes around. With this being my last year in the River Valley, the feelings are definitely accentuated. I’ve known some of the kids walking across the stage today since they were 10 years old. Some I just met a few weeks ago. Some I didn’t even know. I’ve subbed for most, nearly all, of them at least once, and for many I’ve subbed numerous times. Some I’ve gotten to know quite well, like younger brothers and sisters. Some are still like strangers. Some I’ve been able to help through difficult times in their lives. Some I’ve seen grow in their spiritual life in remarkable ways. Some I’ve seen make some major mistakes and then get back up and do okay in the end. I’ve seen some screw up in little ways their whole lives and still not have things figured out.
Some I’ll see again, I’m sure, somewhere down the road. Some I’ll never see again. Some will have changed much, some for the better and some for the worse. Some will pursue their dreams; some will fail miserably.
Tonight was a happy/sad time for me.
It was the last Seniors’ Night I’ll ever lead for River Valley Campus Life. It was the last normal Campus Life meeting I’ll ever do. It was probably the last time I’ll see all these great kids together in the same place. (Shoot, I gotta stop or I’ll make myself cry just writing about it.)
It’s been a long process of phasing myself out, and I’ve had mixed feelings about it all. Sometimes, I’ve felt elated as I watched Matt, Jacki, and Rae sharing truth with teenagers and connecting with them in love. Sometimes, I’ve felt jealous as they start getting ideas for what they’ll be doing, how to improve things, and just plain walk with power as they minister. Sometimes, I’ve felt overwhelmed as I think of all the things I do that I haven’t at all told them about yet, and I wonder about whether they’ll have the time to do the necessary administrative things. Sometimes, I’ve felt just plain relieved to get to pass on the burden and weight to a couple of awesome people.
I feel strange mostly.