About

I’ve returned to my original design theme, Chuck Noland from Castaway, standing at the intersection after he’d returned against all odds. In his case, home would never be the same. His return meant that he had discovered the key ingredients to surviving the storms of life.

Perseverance, a belief that there is a good place waiting for you, and a willingness to live low in order to get there. “I had power over nothing. I couldn’t even kill myself. But somehow I knew that I had to stay alive, keep breathing..” It’s a metaphor for the wilderness that some of us will pass through in this life. We start with great promise, but then the enemy does his work. He silently comes in and twists, destroys, or stunts the very thing we were made for. His arrows lodge deep in our hearts. Your deepest wounds are taken right in the very place where God has set your greatest strength, and your truest glory. However it comes about, we’ll see it at as failure, punishment, or curse. We have the Midas touch, and everything we come near dies, or burns, or wastes away. But this is the only place to discover that we “have power over nothing’, and yet are granted the strength to keep living, keep breathing, keep moving. And that wherever we may find ourselves, to realize that it’s only a stop on the journey, not the destination.

I began blogging back in 2004, to document the journey I sensed unfolding before me. I knew I was approaching an intersection in my life, and was struggling to find the right path forward. Which way? All roads looked the same, and I had no idea which direction to go. Or that I would end up here.

My interests are varied, with a few entries dedicated to subjects such as Orthodoxy, Anglicanism, Wild At Heart, marriage, life between the sexes, etc. With some nonsense mixed in.

But just so you don’t think that I think I am anyone special, I’ll quote one of the wisest men I have ever known. And that should clear up any misconceptions.

“When I get honest, I admit I am a bundle of paradoxes. I believe and I doubt, I hope and get discouraged, I love and I hate, I feel bad about feeling good, I feel guilty about not feeling guilty. I am trusting and suspicious. I am honest and I still play games. Aristotle said I am a rational animal; I say I am an angel with an incredible capacity for beer.” – Brennan Manning

I appreciate your visit, and hope that you will  share your thoughts and insights.

And if we should ever meet, please introduce yourself. Because while I have been accused of sometimes being rational, I will share my beer.

Godspeed.

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4 Responses to About

  1. Thanks very much for visiting my blog, and for signing on as a regular reader!
    Some intriguing, thought-provoking ideas here on yours…

    All best wishes,
    Marci

  2. SoundEagle says:

    Hello! I hope that the path is much clearer to you know since you first started blogging, back in 2004 at the crossroad of your life. I suppose that your blog is both purgative and cathartic, allowing you to reflect, examine and take stock of various issues.

    May you eventually find what you have been looking for, attain what you have been striving for, and be blessed with more or better hindsight, foresight, insight and wisdom!

  3. Thanks for your ping back of MisunderstoodGod blog. It’s nice to be a reference point, but what’s nicer is to know there are others unashamed of the gospel, and shining a bright light into a dark place. Here’s to courage! Bless you in everything you do. Except beer 🙂 yuck.

  4. I get the crossroads thing. It’s a recurring theme throughout humanity and as you get older it never leaves, it just refines itself. When we’re young, we’re confronted with the choice of Coco-Puffs or Fruit Loops for breakfast. It’s a big choice to a kid. As teenagers we choose Heavy Metal over Country music. Marriage arrives and throws in an extra highway or two because the one beside us has their own set of daily crossroads to incorporate into ours.

    Children come along and the crossroads don’t stop coming. By the time they’re off your hands and they’ve taken to their own tracks, you finally have a moment to reflect on your own. A new set of crossroads lay before you. The measurement of happiness doesn’t come from material things or how to acquire them but in the kinds of experiences we’d like to share with others and the internal fulfilment we get through understanding. Do you go left and make a bucket list of experiences you’d like to try or turn right and join a cause that makes a difference to a stranger’s life?

    Of course, dying merges all our roads and every trail leads exactly the same way.

    -A (www.angelwanderer.wordpress.com)

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