I attended General Conference in 2012. General Conference is the gathering of United Methodists from around the world that makes our church law. It's where we determine who we are and where we're going for the future. Nothing could prepare me for what I experienced there. Our delegation prepared well for legislation and what conversations would happen. I talked with people who had been who tried to warn and advise. And yet there was still nothing that could have prepared me for what I would experience.
It was because of General Conference 2012, I lost my church. Well, that's slightly dramatic... I lost the church that I had dreamed of. I watched people I deeply respected act in ways that were embarrassing and hurtful. I watched as dear friends and colleagues were deeply hurt by votes and conversations. And I watched as everything sort of exploded in the end and we wondered what all had happened.
I know that my heart & soul were tender because of what had already unfolded in the year. I had a minimal belief in God, and yet still clung to the church. Or at least what I saw the church as. And General Conference seemed to reveal something different. It revealed an ugliness that I had pretended didn't really exist and I was confronted with it head on.
In my journey of rediscovery of faith, church, and just life, I gave up the church that I had dreamed of. I had believed that if I dreamed hard enough, it would just be true. It was a delusion that I convinced myself of. It was painful to recognize that. And yet...
It also forced me to accept the Church as she is. Flawed and fragile. Fearful and trying to be Faithful. Lost and Found. Being Perfected and yet so Far. And for me these realizations made the church so much more beautiful and incredible.
These realizations made me welcome the church as it is & understand how we all got to where we are. And yet, it also didn't make my dreams for what the church could be disappear. I can accept the church for who she is and still work on the church that I dream of.
I have waffled during this General Conference how much I actually care. I have quipped that I give 0 f**ks and that I give all the f**ks. And that I hold to the idea that "All will be well." All of these things are true at the same time.
As things have been unfolding and hopes and fears have been confirmed or destroyed this year at General Conference. (And we're not done... there is more to come!). I continue to accept the Church as she is. Flawed and Fragile. Fearful and trying to be Faithful. Lost and Found. Being Perfected and yet so Far. And I recommit myself over and over again to continue to build the church that I dream of. A church where all are welcomed and helped to find who they are as people of sacred worth. A church where people are challenged to do what others say can't be done. A church where people are committed to making the world a better place here and now and for the future. A church where failure is welcomed and celebrated as we experiment and live into our calling the best ways we understand it. A church that is playful and full of wonder and amazement. A church where the Divine surprises us and challenges us and comforts us as we do that same for one another.
Whatever happens at General Conference, I am still committed to building the church that I dream of and I'm grateful for the heartbreak that drew me to this place.



