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Of Oceans and Nalgene Bottles: Remembering to Remember Part 3

For all practical purposes I was going to try to remain in chronological order. Now I'm not...and I hope that that doesn't mean that I have ceased to be practical. For urgency's sake I'm going bust into realtime here briefly. Yesterday morning I woke up with the phrase, "God is an endless ocean" going through my head; which took me back to a time a couple of years ago. I was on a plane flight (Frontier Airlines), and I was sitting in the numb flight existence when I had a picture in my mind's eye of a man in an ocean. He was out there in this vast expanse of water and he was holding a [...]

By |2014-09-02T00:49:07+00:00May 31st, 2005|Memoirs|

Wet Knees and a Fresh Heart: Remembering to Remember Part 2

I don't remember too much from my childhood. Maybe it's due to my car accident that I had when I was 18...or maybe life just moves that fast; so fast that I can't really tell much difference from today and when I was 8. But certain things pop into my head: Christmas time with a dark room and a glowing tree, that always made me think that if Moses saw it it would give him flashbacks; or GI Joes; Indiana Jones; the terror of running over a snake on my bicyle; climbing trees and playing capture the flag. My foremost question is not "Where has time gone?" but "Where have I gone?" The preppy Jr Higher, [...]

By |2014-09-02T00:47:32+00:00May 30th, 2005|Uncategorized|

Remembering how to remember: Part 1

Recently I've started to read a book by my favorite author Frederick Buechner. The book is called "A Room Called Remember," and is introduced and themed around a dream that Buechner had. In a nutshell (that is"summed up," his actual dream did not take place in a nutshell) his dream plotted that he was staying in an incredibly euphoric hotel room but when he left it he found that he couldn't find it again. He went to a front desk and explain his predicament and the room, and the person at the front desk knew exactly the room he was speaking of, and he told Frederick that all he had to do was to ask for [...]

By |2014-09-02T00:46:59+00:00May 25th, 2005|Uncategorized|

Of Cisterns and Other Leaky Things…

I'm in a transition. Actually, I've been in a transition for about 28 years. People always talk about "transitions," and as if it's a bad thing, it's something that they continually try to "get over." Well, Job, Abraham, Jacob, Moses, Joshua, Paul, Elijah, Jeremiah...seemed to always be in transition, but it wasn't called "transition." Reading their words, it seems like it could better be called "life." Lately, I've come to the startling realization that I'm Messed Up. I've been praying for more of God for about 10 years now, and now the only satisfaction I get is when I'm praying, or worshipping. Any and all "kingdoms" that I've built for myself lately have proven rubbish, all [...]

By |2014-08-26T00:14:56+00:00April 25th, 2005|Uncategorized|
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