Today has been one of those normal days; interruptions from the telephone and the children, unexpected tasks in my inbox, awaiting emails and letters that don’t arrive, rushing to catch the last post for those that still insist on paper copies. Re-writing sentences, re-gathering forms, saying yes (or no) for the tenth time … and then, at the end of the day, it hit me.

A week like Love Gillingham, and it only takes a little while, a matter of a few hours, to lose sight, lose focus, to forget what is important, forget my central calling and become dragged back into the administration world of “jobness”!

How do I prevent this? I am shocked at how quickly I forgot all about the excitement of last week; or do I need to accept that this just the painful reality of lifestyle, mission and everything else in 21st Century world?

This is a tough question with which I am battling – is it really possible to love Gillingham, love Tooting, Coventry, Camden, wherever, all day, or do the demands of a 21st century lifestyle and ministry back-up force me to compartmentalise bits of my life? Do the demands of ‘ministry’ stop me doing the things God wants me to do?

If all my life is mission, how does that work?

I guess this all goes back to my talks last week. We can only be ‘in mission’ when we are being ourselves, being as God created us to be, not acting, not doing, but just ‘being’. Maybe I don’t understand it fully, but maybe ‘being’ in the office, even when I don’t speak to anyone, is still powerfully used by God?

Maybe daring to be who I really am is the most powerful thing I can do for God?