Desert Church
Well a few of us who've fallen from grace decided to get to church last week - our own version thereof. And while there are a few logistical kinks to work out (where was the storytime for children??), and the tone was not all that even, the sense of fellowship shone true. A featured reading was Mark Morford's Resolutions for the Damned, and Thatcher spoke to the diminished nature of Christianity in the modern world. All in all an entertaining and thought-provoking morning.
We agreed to add time for "My Story" in the future, where one attendee speaks for a few minutes about their own belief systems - where they came from, how it's evolved. Young Dash's My Story contribution led to lengthy discussion last week, and I anticipate such will be the case in at future services.
Always, suggestions for future services (themes, additional components) are welcome! See you there next time.
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Ponderings from the back pew...
Why can a mechanic make $50/hr when a teacher makes $15/hr? Why should a hard-hat feel inferior to a suit? Who set all this up so that everyone can feel confident that they're failing, no matter what they accomplish? How do 8,000 people shoehorn into one valley and still not know each other? These may be rhetorical questions, but feel free to weigh [or wade] in.
In the meantime, be grateful for the habits of a seasonal town - biking and climbing and bowling and boating; whatever your thing. They're as likely to bring us all together as any church. Speaking of which, Reverend Dave... ?
THAT's where I met Dash. If the living room is church, can a hot tub be purgatory? There's a better metaphor in here, but in essence, the spirit moves where it will.
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