After a busy April led into a May full of surprises, I am finally able to catch up in posting. Thank you for your patience. -Rev. Brian
Our reading for this Sunday came to us from the poet Noel Coward, titled, “Nothing is Lost.” The sermon also began with a retelling of a fable by Edwin Friedman, titled, “The Power of Belief.”
When have you been the man insisting he was dead when all evidence was to the contrary? When have you thought one thing so assuredly in your life despite what those around you were saying, what the world was showing you, and what life was presenting to you no matter where you turned?
I know many of us have been there. So sure of one thing, so sure of what our reality must be, that we have shackled our thoughts and buried the longings of our heart. I’ve been there. I’ve been there for the big moments of my life and I’ve been there for the smaller unnoticeable ones. My journey to ministry is one of the prime examples.
It’s such a standard experience for us ministers, we learn to tell it over and over again. But my own journey was primarily one of resistance. Again and again the call came and again and again I fled.
But unlike many of my colleagues, I did not flee for a lifetime, only a small portion of one. How about you? What callings, what beliefs, what states of being have you either fled or clung to? What are the ones you can think of this very moment? Read the rest of this entry »