Have you seen pastoral posts guilting people back to in person worship? They may emerge from some of these starting points.
There’s a reason the fruit of the Holy Spirit is “love, joy, peace, patience kindness, generosity, faithfulness, gentleness, and self control.” And not “strength, power, influence, might, and security.”
With all the sabre rattling coming from Russia lately, a number of Gen-Xers have found that we’re reliving parts of our childhood. Only now we’re doing it as adults. This has allowed us to stir from our jaded slumber and assure the generations which came after us, “Don’t worry, folks. We got this.”
On Wednesdays I project my brainwaves out into the world so it can join me in my mental whirlwind. These are random thoughts.
I’m not ok, and a good number of folks need someone to say that so they know they’re not alone.
I feel “meh” this Christmas. Two years of Covid, no one over, family health issues, ever increasing derranged thinking by folks, and watching injustice “win” in so many ways has taken its toll. I know, in so many ways, I have things really good—close friends, a loving community, Jen is doing OK, and our needs…