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?
The Race Is On To Be The Last Leaf To Leave! — My Own Front Yard, Charlotte, North Carolina, 11/13/2014
The end of Democracy is upon us. Everyone who voted for Trump will bear the stigma of their treason through the endless night of the outer darkness filled with weeping and gnashing of teeth carrying the rest of us there with them as witnesses and reminders, yet one with them in the communal AUM of grief and mourning, remorse and lamentation at the Wailing Wall of Eternity for all that has been lost, surrendered, given up, thrown away by those who did not have what freedom called for: commitment, sacrifice, growing up in the service of what mattered most no matter what.
The Founders are disgusted and ashamed.
And we will forever be the generation that threw Democracy away.
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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