Some January thoughts

I like days bright with snow.

Sun-bursts at a dark cloud’s edge, glancing light off a swollen river and warmer breezes in my hair make the snow’s disappearance bearable.

A blackish little dog’s gray, upturned face proclaims the message I am trusted, loved.

Battlestar Galactica does have more substance to it than melodrama and tight-tempo music (I finally watched Tim’s dvd of the inagural episode – this century's version).

Emotions expressed while jogging on a treadmill make my knees sore.

I think the church in which my parents grew up has, in many ways, strayed from historical Christianity (I’m empathetic with two men from an Episcopal background who wrote this).

I’d really like to avoid conflict with loved ones over the previous conclusion.

I will almost certainly be the instigator of such conflict, anyway.

Comments

Cherie said…
Following your Episcopal church links was an enlightening experience. Sad state of affairs indeed. Hard to watch - and yet, you become an instigator when you shed light on it. A rough job, but someone's got to do it, right? ;-)

I join your little doggie in loving and trusting you - and supporting you, too.

Thanks for another meaningful post!
Milton said…
"I think the church in which my parents grew up has, in many ways, strayed from historical Christianity (I’m empathetic with two men from an Episcopal background who wrote this)."

Many of the older denominations suffer from this. Hence we have the Calvary Chapels today, and from John Wimber's awakening there, we have the Vineyard Christian Fellowship's. Ever notice how many of the "Super Churches" are not members of the traditional denominations?