When Heidi steps into the pulpit to preach, she usually begins with a joke or flippant comment. Today is no exception. “You know,” she says and then pauses. “Sometimes people say to me—” She pauses again.
I look up from my journal where I’m scribbling out the reference to the passage she’ll be preaching on. Something’s wrong.
Heidi continues, slowly, “ When someone asks me, ‘Why can’t we be more like the early church?’ I usually—” pause “—respond—” pause “—‘We are.’” A long pause.
I wonder what’s up. Did she mix up her notes? Is she not feeling well?
“The reason I keep pausing,” she says, slowly, “is that I’m feeling light-headed.”