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?
Schwabacher Sunrise — Grand Teton National Park, Jackson, Wyoming
Most of us don't have the Tetons in our backyard, but they call to us all the way from Wyoming, reminding us of what is missing in our life and inviting us to seek out even faint facsimiles in the parks and greenways where we live, opening ourselves to what is open to us, offering peace and silence where it may be found, and reuniting with sacred space linking us with more than meets the eye, and speaking to us in spiritual/soulful ways.
Without retreats and oasis's we are at the mercy of the noise and complexity of our lives, and we owe it to ourselves to offset that however we might be able.
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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