Looking back through my blog, it is awfully apparent that I have lost my direction, and taken a detour, taken a wrong turn at one of those crossroads. I’ve begun to look at things in the news, the Anglican world, and forgot what prompted me to do this in the first place. I’m not a newswire, nor a theologian. Organized religion is self destructing all around us. Perhaps the great falling away is upon us. I don’t know, I’m just a guy, wanting more of Jesus. Definitely “low church”. Definitely. Ha Ha! I sound like Raymond Babbit, Rainman. “Uh oh, 10 minutes to Wapner”.
The reason I began this was that I was trying to find my way home. I still am, and have discovered that I won’t be home until I reach the other shore, until I take my tent down on this side and cross to the next. I am a stranger here, I look at those round me and can see that. Some of those closest to me tell me that. “You are too serious with that bible stuff, old fashioned, too literal. It’s only good for children until they grow up”. I want to remain a little child.
I have re-discovered that Jesus saved me along time ago, when He bled and died at Calvary. I don’t have to do anything to help him out here. The part I struggle with is looking at myself, not seeing much fruit, and feeling constricted, thwarted. Failure to produce. What kind of soil am I?
I am taking my neocounter off, but will leave the photo album and the reading list. I always find interesting things to photograph as I ride through the country side. The reading list will be shorter, though. I think I’ve read too much, and it hasn’t told me much more than I had suspected before I began. It’s given me some nice detail, and I have learned some valuable things about our faith. But my faith has begun to get a little too cerebral (i.e. fat-headed). And I really don’t like that. I need real food for real life in the trenches. When I start quoting too many authors, I begin to think I am getting too big for my britches. Jesus came with the foolishness of God, the offense of the cross, to those who believed like little children. I think I am going to keep it that way.
So, this blog is just to leave signposts along the way, as I travel these Crossroads. It is not any more important than that.