Our Florida-Bahamas Synod Assembly has not been nearly so thrilling. We are not electing a bishop. So far, in most of the elections that we're doing, people are running unopposed. It doesn't make for a riveting election.
We've heard lots of reports, and while they're interesting, I did find my attention wandering away. I'd already had a long day, in a way--I was up early catching up on grading and then there was the trip to Orlando and the checking in and the locking myself out of the room and the waiting for elevators.
So I pulled out my sketchbook. I worried a bit that I might not seem respectful of the speakers, but I decided that if I drifted off to sleep, that would seem even less respectful. Plus, I noticed lots of folks were tap-tap-tapping on their phones, which seems like a sure sign of lost attention to me.
I didn't have my full collection of markers, but I'm pleased with the sketch:
I found myself paying much closer attention, even though to the casual observer, I might have seemed zoned out. I can look at that picture and remember some of the information about the good work being done by various groups. For example, I made the marks at the bottom left of the page when the speaker was talking about seminarians helped by various scholarships.
My pastor is the official photographer for the Synod Assembly. Yesterday I dreamed of a future where in addition to official photographers and note takers and the video record, we might also preserve a more impressionist record.
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