February 2007

Hi Dan, thanks for stopping by and commenting on my last post about Zen Dog.  You make a very good point, and I didn’t mean to imply that we as Christ Followers are simply left to fend for ourselves.  After reading what I posted, I felt like I left the impression that the destination nor the community of believers weren’t important. The community aspect of our journey is extremely important, but not at the loss of the individual. My experience is that some in the community we call church, at least in the past, have had a tendency to neglect the oppressed, the disenfranchised, the addicted or the abuse simply because they don’t fit in. Get “saved” first and then we’ll live life together.  Some churches, not all, try to make every Christian a cookie-cutter Christian and be exactly the same instead of letting the individual experience his or her spiritual journey the way God directs them. My life experiences are going to be different from yours, and my encounters with God may be different than yours. We cannot survive this journey on our own, but it is still our own path we need to travel. Perhaps you are right about the glorious destination giving glory to the journey, but as the old saying goes: “Sometimes we are so heavenly minded that we are no earthly good.”

His peace on you.




(HT: Susanna’s Blog)


It’s NOT the destination we should be worrying about, but the journey itself. Or as Zen Dog says, “It’s the glory of THE RIDE.” Christians are notoriously concerned with where people are going to wind up in the afterlife, and as important as that may be, it’s not up to us. WE have no control over the destination of others, and we have no control over the ride of others; we only have control over our own ride. It is so difficult for us to sit back and let the currents take us where they will, getting out of the boat to try and steer our lives in other directions, often against the flow. And we worry about the storms that suddenly blow in.

One day Jesus said to his disciples, “Let’s go over to the other side of the lake.” So they got into a boat and set out. As they sailed, he fell asleep. A squall came down on the lake, so that the boat was being swamped, and they were in great danger. The disciples went and woke him, saying, “Master, Master, we’re going to drown!” He got up and rebuked the wind and the raging waters; the storm subsided, and all was calm. “Where is your faith?” he asked his disciples.

“Where is your faith?” Not for the destination, but for the ride itself.


Gary Means has an interesting post on what he thinks when “it” becomes legalistic. Check it out.


Okay, campers, rise and shine, and don’t forget your booties

because it’s COOOLD out there today.

It’s Groundhog Day!


This is my annual post for Groundhog Day!