From what I can tell, many churches now have a backpack blessing service or part of a service. Some churches bless backpacks of supplies that they're donating to less fortunate children, while others bless the backpacks of children going back to school. Some bless the children, not the backpack.
Our church blesses children and backpacks, which I've always thought was great. We also bless teachers, usually on the Sunday before we bless the children, since teachers return to school first. Lately, we've been including staff.
As an administrator, I go up for the blessing. At first, back when I was doing more teaching, I hesitated to go up with the other teachers, but my pastor was clear: all teachers, from pre-K to college. So, up I went, even though I thought I had the easier job.
On Sunday, I went up for the blessing too. My pastor stressed that staff should come up too. I'm in desperate need of workplace blessings, so up I went.
To an outsider, my job might look easy. And as my grandmother might have reminded us all, it sure beats digging ditches in the heat. But these days, as budgets shrink, it's not as easy as it once was. Struggling to keep enough classes for our teachers is not as joyful as trying to find good adjuncts to teach the extra classes we once had to add because of demand that once we thought would never be filled.
So, yes, bless me please. Pray over me please. I've got plenty of work ahead as the invisible hospice chaplain of my department and my school.
feeling the feelings…
3 months ago