Serenity Thwarted
We are prisoners in a broken culture.
Read More Serenity ThwartedSearching for meaning in all the wrong places
We are prisoners in a broken culture.
Read More Serenity ThwartedI admit it. I bought 4 Mega Millions tickets. I got 2 for the Wednesday drawing and 2 for the Friday. “But Ben, why would you throw away 4 perfectly good dollars.” Two reasons: 1. There is not much risk on the front end. I will not miss $4. 2. The potential rewards are freakishly […]
Read More Afterlife LottoI had my Imagine meeting this morning. It was our second to the last meeting. Not sure what comes next, but I’m open to possibilities. We are reading the book Naked Spirituality by Brian McLaren. I had procrastinated all week and as of noon yesterday, I had not read the second half of the book […]
Read More Legacy CodeBad metaphor #43282.5 When I was a kid, I used to go camping several times a year. We would always camp near a lake or a river. I loved the water. I am a confident swimmer and it was a great way to cool off in the summer. I also loved to fish. I was […]
Read More Resistance is FutileThud! I start this posting with a quote from Pink Floyd’s The Wall. It is written from the perspective of a husband to his wife. But I use it here to describe the next phase of my faith journey. Day after day, love turns grey Like the skin of a dying man. Night after night, […]
Read More Imagine, part 7Crash! I preface this post with a couple of thoughts. It is impossible for me to put into words how much I love my son. He inspires me daily. Let me be clear I do not in any way, shape or form blame him for what happened to me. What follows is purely the result […]
Read More Imagine, part 6On three: One, Three, Two… I know, I know, I already published part 3. I winged part 2 at the meeting, but I want a complete set so here goes Paradise Lost So purely from a faith standpoint, I had a pretty great early childhood. But unfortunately as I got older, the adults around me […]
Read More Imagine, part 2Four Years in the Desert Young adulthood kicked off with the end of college. By some miracle, I graduated from Bethany on time with a bachelor’s degree in psychology. I wanted to go to grad school to become a therapist, but my student loan dept (modest by today’s standards) freaked me out. I needed a […]
Read More Imagine, part 3Yes, I am becoming that guy, the old man shaking his cane at the neighborhood kids for playing in his yard. It hit me yesterday when I reread my own posting. There is a core of white hot anger at my core that has to do with the way that organized religion #$@#%!! (made sweet […]
Read More Git Off My LawnThere is an old song called “Give Me That Old Time Religion.” It goes as follows: Give me that old-time religion, Give me that old-time religion, Give me that old-time religion, It’s good enough for me. Here is my question: To which religion does the writer refer? The religion where humanity was cursed for wanting […]
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