Finding our way to The Way one situation at a time. I don't know how great it will be, but I expect it will be interesting, and I look forward to it going on past all reason because wonder is just that way. Are you coming or not?
Artist’s Bridge Oil Paint Rendered — Sunday River, Newry, Maine
When we merge with the flow
of what has life for us,
with where our joy is to be found,
and make that the path we follow
through the circumstances of existence,
things shift for us in substantial ways.
The way we structure our days changes.
The things we talk about
and read changes.
The questions we become interested in
are not the questions we once
were interested in.
We say "No" more often.
Our life simplifies.
Quietens.
Softens.
And the wind of the spirit
that blows where it will
is always in our hair.
I'm retired, and still finding my way--but now, I don't have to pretend that I know what I'm doing.
I retired after 40.5 years as a minister in the Presbyterian Church USA, serving churches in Louisiana, Mississippi and North Carolina. I graduated from Austin Presbyterian Theological Seminary, in Austin, Texas, and Northwestern State University in Natchitoches, Louisiana. My wife, Judy, and I have three daughters, five granddaughters, one great granddaughter, and a great grandson on the way, within about ten minutes from where we live--and are enjoying our retirement as much as we have ever enjoyed anything.
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