As I was waking up this morning, there was this thought that happened to me.  I realize what a wierd sentence that is.  But it didn’t feel like I just realized something.  It felt more like the thought was there, just waiting for me to wake up.

The thought was that I ought to give today to God.

I realize that I ought to give every day to God.  But that is so enormous that I can’t wrap my brain around it: every day for the rest of my life?  And I realize that in some other sense the sabbath is for that.  But this is another area where in I have simply not done what I am supposed to do.  The idea of every day– or even just every Sunday, not only have I been unable to do this in the past.  The idea of the rest of my life stretches out before… probably thousands of days, probably thousands of Sundays.  The idea is so vast.

But just one day?  I can conceptulize that.

And for me, that’s my goal.  To give today to God.

As I ponder what this means, I realize it actually sounds like a great day.  A day where I step around my ordinary patterns.  I won’t engage in sarcasm and bitterness.  I won’t be selfish.  I won’t be independent.  I won’t let provacative phrases leave my lips.

I’ll act in love and kindness and with a focus toward the big picture.  I’ll engage in practices that are healthy, in every sense of the word.  I’ll be loving and encouraging.

I believe that there is a reason for the things that happen to us.  Even to this very moment, as you read this blog.  I wonder if you’d like to join me.  Dedicate today to God. 

I’ll post a follow up in the next day or so, describing how this goes.  If you’d care to leave a comment telling me how your day for God went, that’d be great.


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The stories that speak to our soul begin at a home where things are good. Cinderella is happy with her father. The three little pigs have grown up and are ready to move on. Bilbo Baggins knows his shire. Adam and Eve walk with God in the garden. My story isn’t much different. There was a time and a place where it was so good. There was a community for me. And there was joy. We were filled with a sincere desire to do what God wanted us to do. We possessed explanations and understandings that went a certain distance. We offered security and tradition and laughter. For a lot of years, that was enough. I have this sense that it was also necessary. I have this surety, now, that it certainly wasn’t everything. There were some things that became increasingly problematic as time went by. There was a desire to package things up so very neatly. Sunday morning services were efficient and strategic. Responses to differences of opinion were premeditated. Formula began to feel more important than being real. A real desire for everybody to be one of us, but also a real sense that there is an us, and there is a them. They carried a regret that it has to be this way, but deeper than this regret was a surety that this is how it is. I began to recognize that there was a cost of admission to that group. There were people who sat at the door, collecting it. Those people wished they didn’t have to. But I guess they felt like they did have to. They let some people in, and they left others out. There was a provisional membership. My friends did possess a desire to accommodate people that are different… But it would be best for everyone concerned if they were only a little bit different. I did make many steps forward in this place. Before I went there, there were lies that I believed. Some of the things that I learned there, I still hold on to. But that place is not my home anymore. Those people are not my community anymore. There were times it was hard. I am engaged in a different community now. And I am working hard at finding a place in many different places now, embracing many different kind of families. I don’t always get it right. I am trying and I am learning and I am moving foreward. I have this sense that I am not alone in these experiences. I believe that we are tribe and we are growing. We are pilgrims, looking for a new holy land. Perhaps we won’t settle on the same spot of land. But if you’ve read this far, I am thinking that we are probably headed in the same general direction. I have begun this blog to talk about where my journey is taking me. In every space, we find people who help us along. And maybe we can get to know each other, here. We embrace ideas that provide a structure for the things we believe, and perhaps we can share these too. Maybe we can form a group, a tribe, a community, if we can figure out a way to work through the shadow of these kinds of groups, if we can bigger than the us-and-them ideas that have caused so much trouble in the past. As important as they are, I think the very nature of online interactions will lend itself to something equally powerful. I am stumbling onto these practices that my grandfathers and great grandfathers in the faith engaged in. I am learning about these attitudes and intuitions are so different than the kinds of things we call doctrine today. I don’t know about you, but I am running out of patience, and even interest, in conversations about doctrine. I hope that maybe you’ll share a little something about where your journey is taking you, and maybe our common joys and challenges might help each other along, and we might lift each other up. Thanks for doing this journey with me.

2 thoughts on “Today”

  1. Deep thought from Helen Keller and thoughts

    (Life is nothing if not a daring adventure..- Helen Keller

    Helen Keller was a deaf mute (as you know). It is obvious that what we see and hear doesn’t necessarily bring about vision and large living.
    We all have extraordinary challenges and victories about which we alone will really know. It is into this area of heart and soul that God, through faith can reach into our lives and make all the diffences sighted or not, we can look deeper into the soul of what matters, maybe we should close our eyes to really see it, maybe we should still ever noise that we can really hear the new and the possible.



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