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?
02/21/2019 — Lake Andrew Jackson, Andrew Jackson State Park, Lancaster County, South Carolina
I think I know where I would be better off, and trust myself completely in directing my life to that destination, the trouble is that the situation keeps changing. The conditions become unpredictable. Better is a shifting mirage in a wasteland of empty promises and lost dreams.
Where to we go to find better? How long will it last?
My advice is to have nothing to do with despair and hopelessness/helplessness. Look to the right kind of emptiness, stillness and silence, and to the intrinsic intuition that is a part of our makeup from the beginning of life.
Spend time there, with that, as the source of hope, courage, guidance and direction, as "the still small voice" within in all conditions and circumstances.
Be still. Be quiet. Be empty of all thoughts and emotions. Trusting the silence and our intuition to lead the way through the times that are upon us as long as that might be.
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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