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 place of the cross in our life is the place of death and resurrection.
How many times are we asked to take our place on Golgotha and die again?
Every time a "collision of duties comes along where obligation is pitted against obligation, will against will" (Carl Jung), where we are damned if we do and damned if we don't. When that is the case, up on the cross we go to be damned and be done with it, bearing, again, the agony of the damned and suffering consciously, willingly through it, dying and rising again to die and rise again-- with a gleam in our eye and a spring in our step. Understanding and embracing what the deal is, taking our place in the endless line from Calvary to the empty tomb over and over throughout the time left for living (and dying).
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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