Mrs Nomad, Wee One and I arrived here at Wesley House a month ago yesterday. Today, term starts. It has felt like a long time coming. Unlike most students, new and continuing, who have arrived over the past week, we had to move in early in time for school term. In some ways this has been advantageous for me, as I have had time to begin settling in and orientating myself before everything starts – it was clear on Friday night, when the new students all met for a meeting, and then when some of us, new and continuing, went for a few drinks in our local, that my time here already meant there were things I knew that many others did not yet. But it has also been a struggle.
Many of the things I have enjoyed doing (cooking most nights, collected the Wee One from school, going for daytime bike rides) I have done knowing that their regularity might eventually stop. I have had to stop my mind from becoming accustomed to routines that are not really routines. Today, at 5pm, when the worship group I am part of meets for the first time over tea and cake, and then when we attend the service that formally marks the start of term, that all changes. The coming couple of weeks will feature many meetings, interviews, and other activities to induct all of us who are here to begin or continue our formation as ministers into the ways of Wesley House, the Theological Federation and our chosen university (Cambridge or Anglia Ruskin). Our routines will begin to be shaped, not by school, food and exercise, but by supervisions, seminars and services, by lectures and attachments. I am excited and also daunted by this change, as I have no doubt by fellow students are, but it will be good to finally start on what I came here to do.
One of the writers of the Bible suggests that there is a time for all things (Ecclesiastes 3:1-8) – it has taken time to get to this step and now it feels like the right time to make the next step – the waiting is just about over, it’s time to begin!