Every parish has a scheduled meeting and a shadow meeting. The scheduled one happens in the room, with an agenda and minutes and someone keeping half an eye on the clock. The shadow meeting happens in the parking lot, or in the narthex while people are putting their coats on, or in the fifteen minutes after when three people linger by their cars because nobody wants to be the one who says what they’re actually thinking out loud, but everybody’s fine saying it to two people at a time.
During a clergy transition this can often get worse. Settled clergy usually give people somewhere private to put a worry, a phone call, a word after the ten o’clock, and get it acknowledged by someone in a position to actually act on it. Take that away and the worry doesn’t disappear, it just goes looking for the next available ear, which in a vestry with no rector tends to be whoever’s still standing by their car. I’ve stood in more than a few of those parking lots myself. That’s usually where I hear the version that doesn’t make it into the minutes, the fear about finances nobody raised under new business, the theory about why the couple priests who came through didn’t work out, the person who has, it turns out, the entire search process figured out and has thoughts about the profile.
It’s worth asking why. Not to point fingers, and wardens are the last people who deserve it, but the reason matters. People go quiet in the vestry meeting because the room feels official, and official rooms carry the risk of being on the record. Say the wrong thing in front of the wrong person, and now you’re “that guy who doesn’t trust the wardens.” The parking lot has no minutes. You can float an idea there and take it back five minutes later if it lands badly. It’s low risk and it’s honest, which is a combination the scheduled meeting rarely offers.
Wardens run the meeting they’re handed, an agenda built for votes and updates, not confession. I’ve never met one who wanted people saving their real concerns for the parking lot. Most would trade a year off the search committee for five honest minutes in the room instead of after it.
So here’s what I’ve watched work. Open with a genuine, low-stakes check-in question, something better than “any updates,” which is where honesty goes to die. Name the transition directly rather than tiptoeing around it, since everyone already knows it’s the elephant sitting in the extra chair. Build in five minutes near the start, not the end, for “what are you hearing” instead of “any questions,” which invites a different kind of answer. And when someone says something a little raw in the room, don’t rush to fix it. Take a moment to really hear what was just said, then another to sit with it before you respond. That’s often all it takes for people to trust the room with what they’d normally save for the parking lot.
You won’t empty the parking lot completely, and you shouldn’t try. Some things are only ever going to get said between two people leaning against a Honda. But a warden who makes the scheduled meeting even a little safer for the truth is doing more for that parish’s health than any policy on the books. And nobody’s going to put that in the warden’s job description either.


So hard to dispel the meeting after the meeting. Especially when it’s because people like hanging out. Dr. Westina Matthews helped us adjourn between days with the introduction of “The great silence” from monastic days. It was framed as a time when nobody would miss out on opportunities or business…and let folks be as “off” as they needed to be for the night, whether an early bedtime, or a light night catching up. I loved that freedom and space to let things just be.