Well, I’m here! And it’s HOT. And drenched with sunshine.
It’s been just about a week, and I’m settling in nicely. My Personal Atheist and I made the drive in 3 easy-going days, stopping in Raleigh, NC the first night and Jacksonville, FL the second night, finally arriving in Key West on Tuesday, 1 June. It was quite an experience to drive down the Overseas Highway at sunset. The Personal Atheist got to meet my mother over lunch last week, which was a treat for her as she’s never met anyone from Israel before. She also has never met (to her knowledge) an atheist either!
Vacationing somewhere is very different than, say, living there, so I spent a day touring around town in the Blessed and Holy Jeep Saint Jeronica, found such essential things away from where all the tourists are like the gym and some other shops. Everyone here is very friendly (some too friendly by half … ) and I have to tell you it is quite a colorful group of folks that live here! As this is a family blog, I shall refrain from going into detail, but I will say that if I could write a book of things seen and heard and probably pay for seminary.
After spending a few days getting situated and meeting folks, I have started a job hunt. In addition to the headhunter, I’m looking in the paper and craig’s list. In addition to looking for a “job” job, it was suggested that I do some volunteer work to get something “key westy” on the resume as the locals have a very strong sense of community. Which makes sense when you live on an island with a year-round population of 25,000.
On the job front, I have to say it’s quite liberating when you’re not looking to do anything in particular except make enough to pay the bills and have a little left over for disposable income, as opposed to say, furthering your career. For example, one of the local tour guides has an opening in their “haunted key west” tours, which could be kind of fun as a part-time gig, especially at Hallowe’en.
I spoke with the Vicar about the discernment process, if he had anything in mind for me to do specifically. Obviously the first thing to do is to get to know the parish and more importantly let them get to know me. And when a need for ministry is seen, fill it.
My new parish, St. Peter’s, was very happy to have a new member. The parish is small, but has one of the biggest spirit and gusto I have witnessed. It was the last Sunday our organist was serving prior to her going off to university, and some folks brought over some delicious food during coffee hour … fried chicken, two kinds of macaroni&cheese, cornbread, meatballs, and there was cake for dessert. After the repast, the Vicar and two other friends of mine went to brunch along with the a priest supplying at St. Paul’s while its rector was out of town. It turns out she officiated the service and celebrated the Eucharist sporting a very lovely pair of rhinestone-studded black sandals. Needless to say, she is a lot of fun and we all wished that she come back to visit soon.
I really think I’m going to like living here, for however God wills me to be here.