RE:The posting "Walking Apart" is dedicted to you.
Well, sadly this described generally described my Truro experience. In God's mercy, Rez has sought how to welcome me, hounded me into a Rez group and a NVa men's group invite suddenly in my Inbox.
Then again the rector does not have the personality to be ordained in the Episcopal Church.Maybe that's the difference between the theological verse social conservatives.
Suspicious, but hopeful, maybe the Lord does care about the lost and broken and not just the pretty people.
That is a very good point, Andy. Thanks for posting.
And yes, Kevin - I do believe the Lord does care about the lost and broken people. It was never my idea to become a follower of Jesus. Even to this day I am amazed at how He cares for me in all my brokenness.
He sees the heart, not the stuff. The stuff - the beautiful people stuff - that's just paper wrapping. It's dust.
Years ago, when I was working at the Senate, I got on elevator in the Russell Senate Office building where I worked and as the doors closed I realized that the only other person in the elevator with me was Senator Ted Kennedy. He looked very tired, very discouraged. He's never been one of my favorite people, but in that moment I just a guy who was having a tough day.
"How's it going, Senator - you doing okay?" I asked him (yep, that's what happened - couldn't quite believe it myself).
He looked up at me and started telling me about a telecommunication bill on the floor and it was a mess or something and he was quite frustrated and weary by the whole thing. I listened, thinking that I didn't get that bill either - except that I didn't want a monopoly taking over and driving the prices through the root, but I didn't tell him that.
We were reaching his floor and I said, "Well, you just hang in there okay?" as he got off the elevator and he smiled and I didn't see the celebrity senator, brother of the president, notorious past, punching bag of Republicans, the guy on the six o'clock news blustering away, no - I just saw a guy having a tough day. I saw the man, not the stuff.
The title "Boulevard of Broken Dreams" by Green Day really speaks to me. Though I dedicated this song to our fellow cafe patron who's been having his own tough walk in the wilderness (and how many of us have had similar walks through the wilderness), I thought of all the years spent working through the institution of the Diocese of Virginia - caring about the people (whatever the theological view was) in Region VII where I was first secretary and then president - I really came to care for them and the walking apart, the separation hurts.
But to go on was painful as well - there was just no way to reconcile scripture's teaching and the new innovations by The Episcopal Church to suit the latest American cultural trends. To shove that under the rug in an effort to keep the peace was just impossible.
Dreams are a big theme for Mr. Dylan - we may post one of the dream videos. There are dreams in the night, dreams of the soul, pipe dreams, lost dreams, daydreams, and prophetic dreams. Broken dreams, though, are an incredible loss. And a dream is not the same thing as hope - dreams are in the imagination, but hope is real, based on the reality of Jesus Christ and who He is. It's not based on me, but on Him - and He does not change.
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RE:The posting "Walking Apart" is dedicted to you.
Well, sadly this described generally described my Truro experience. In God's mercy, Rez has sought how to welcome me, hounded me into a Rez group and a NVa men's group invite suddenly in my Inbox.
Then again the rector does not have the personality to be ordained in the Episcopal Church.Maybe that's the difference between the theological verse social conservatives.
Suspicious, but hopeful, maybe the Lord does care about the lost and broken and not just the pretty people.
This audio meditation speaks volumes about the internal wrestling that many of us are undergoing at the moment.
In the misdt of the bittersweet reverie, I'm also reminded of the quote that asked "Do ya' want to be happy, or do ya' want to be right?"
Peace,
Andy
That is a very good point, Andy. Thanks for posting.
And yes, Kevin - I do believe the Lord does care about the lost and broken people. It was never my idea to become a follower of Jesus. Even to this day I am amazed at how He cares for me in all my brokenness.
He sees the heart, not the stuff. The stuff - the beautiful people stuff - that's just paper wrapping. It's dust.
Years ago, when I was working at the Senate, I got on elevator in the Russell Senate Office building where I worked and as the doors closed I realized that the only other person in the elevator with me was Senator Ted Kennedy. He looked very tired, very discouraged. He's never been one of my favorite people, but in that moment I just a guy who was having a tough day.
"How's it going, Senator - you doing okay?" I asked him (yep, that's what happened - couldn't quite believe it myself).
He looked up at me and started telling me about a telecommunication bill on the floor and it was a mess or something and he was quite frustrated and weary by the whole thing. I listened, thinking that I didn't get that bill either - except that I didn't want a monopoly taking over and driving the prices through the root, but I didn't tell him that.
We were reaching his floor and I said, "Well, you just hang in there okay?" as he got off the elevator and he smiled and I didn't see the celebrity senator, brother of the president, notorious past, punching bag of Republicans, the guy on the six o'clock news blustering away, no - I just saw a guy having a tough day. I saw the man, not the stuff.
The title "Boulevard of Broken Dreams" by Green Day really speaks to me. Though I dedicated this song to our fellow cafe patron who's been having his own tough walk in the wilderness (and how many of us have had similar walks through the wilderness), I thought of all the years spent working through the institution of the Diocese of Virginia - caring about the people (whatever the theological view was) in Region VII where I was first secretary and then president - I really came to care for them and the walking apart, the separation hurts.
But to go on was painful as well - there was just no way to reconcile scripture's teaching and the new innovations by The Episcopal Church to suit the latest American cultural trends. To shove that under the rug in an effort to keep the peace was just impossible.
Dreams are a big theme for Mr. Dylan - we may post one of the dream videos. There are dreams in the night, dreams of the soul, pipe dreams, lost dreams, daydreams, and prophetic dreams. Broken dreams, though, are an incredible loss. And a dream is not the same thing as hope - dreams are in the imagination, but hope is real, based on the reality of Jesus Christ and who He is. It's not based on me, but on Him - and He does not change.
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Beautiful story, maybe Truro corporately could repent in a Biblical way and be a better example so another is not treated as I was there.
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