Church Stuff-More or less

Does the church make sense or do we make it too hard for people to come in? I think yes and yes and the task then is to make it easier. Maybe for someone out there, this will be the case. I write as a Lutheran (or, perhaps a Lutherpalian) although I might seem out of the mainstream from time to time. That's okay, isn't it? Let's blog on.

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Contrary to what Google will tell you, I have been blogging for several year, right here. Look for Churchstuff-moreorless. life was a hell of a lot easier when you could talk to someone to get help. Now, you can't do it on the telephone, you can't do it on the internet. Life was easier and made more sense because people actually cared. Now they will screw you as quickly as they will help you. Unfuck the world.

Saturday, May 30, 2009

The Time is Near

A few weeks ago, there was little on the television, having lost access to MSNBC due to some digital event which I don't fully understand. I decided to watch the second season of Millenium, the old science fiction/theology series from about 10 years ago. At the end of the credits for each episode, the words "The time is near" appeared on the screen and after a while, I began to ponder the meaning of those words.

This evening it dawned on me (well, if that isn't a contradiction of terms) that those words had particular meaning to me.

When I began writing this blog, it was about 6 months after I had left Hopkins. I had no job, no call and, for all intents and purposes, no church. It was a few months after the most significant relationship in which I had ever been came to yet another end. Unlike the previous endings, it was not to resume. I was alone. Alone in my house in Baltimore. Just me and Lacey, Rachel's dog of whom I had obtained post-marital custody. The two cats had died. My friends distant, if not disappearing altogether. Even my therapist had retired.

I think it was Bettye (who I introduced here early on) who suggested that I was entering desert time. She was, as usual, more right than she could have ever imagined. I was being driven out into the desert for an indeterminate time. Tonight, I came to the realization that I have been in that desert all of this time.

So, as I began, "the time is near." The time to leave the desert is near. It is my intention to reflect upon that desert in the blogs soon to come. But first, I had better write my two weekly devotions for Epiphany. Chuck doesn't need any more stress.

The time is near.


Blogger Pastor Joelle said...

This is good...I can sense that change in you. I'm really excited for you!

7:07 AM  

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