I feel as if all I do these days is prepare. Having just moved and started a new position, my life is full of preparing: unpacking boxes to prepare a new home and a new office, preparing for High Holy Day worship, preparing a sermon, preparing for a new school year. There’s a lot of logistics. My brain is somewhat full of them.
And there are moments at which I am terrified that it won’t all be ready. That the classrooms won’t have the right numbers of the right books. That the teachers won’t have the right supplies. That my sermon won’t be exactly as I envision it. That the first day of school assembly won’t have everything in place.
And then I realize that, well, in al likelihood, I’m right, to a degree. It won’t be all ready and it won’t all be perfect–because it never is. It will be enough. And it will be good. And no one else will know that it wasn’t exactly how it was meant to be. Because that’s how life goes.
Perhaps, if we take this same attitude in preparing ourselves–recognizing that we won’t get it all 100% perfectly right next year, either, we can forgive ourselves ahead of time for being human. And know that what we are really preparing for is to do our best. And prepare as much as we can, so that when the unknown happens, we know that all the other pieces are in place.