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?
Boone Fork 1 at Gethsemane Gardens on the Blue Ridge Parkway, Blowing Rock, North Carolina
We take the wrong things too seriously, no? It is one of the hardest things, living in ways appropriate to the occasion.
I think that means we are in too much of a hurry too much of the time.
We jump to conclusions and rush to judgment and fail to take our time some more again every day. Or, is it only me? That's a good one--It's never me. I'm late to every party and slower than refrigerated syrup.
But, I am doing better with the things I take seriously, reducing their number and laughing at the very idea of them being somehow important.
There is much to laugh about these days, and for one who has no more power and control, or even influence, than I do, laughter is my only way of discounting the horrors of the day and being somewhat balanced and in the flow, such as it is, each day. And that much is something, at least.
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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