And a good day to you sir...

It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood. Kind of makes me want to not be inside right now. Anyway, I had a great phone conversation with Tim (see: link) last night, talking all about the obstacles to authentic community as members of the church, and about the viability of a life lived not as a paid McChurch staff member, but as a life-committed volunteer to the cause of being real, loving, and effective in communicating Christ to individuals. He's out there doing it (In Atlanta), I just like to talk about it, apparently. One of my reservations comes in the form of not knowing where to go or how to begin. Wait on God, my brain and assorted others say. O.k. In the meantime, however, I can't help but feel that one of the most important aspects of authentic community, or "being the church we were meant to be", is the idea that I start with those who are "supposed to be", but are not, closest to me...my family. I find it strange that the cycle of ministry is to move away to college, get a degree, and NEVER SET FOOT IN YOUR HOMETOWN AGAIN. Seems strange, doesn't it. Anyway, that's what I've been thinking about lately, and I am hoping for some God-inspired confirmation. We'll see....

I Suggest....

Hey, check out the link to Greg Quiring...great stuff. ALSO, check out Dividing the Plunder. They are great Christian people, and a great indie group.

By the way, can't figure out why there's no"B" in blog. Workin on it.

Peer Pressure

My friend, Justin Golden, asked me today what my blog address was, which reminded me that, as with so many other tasks and relationships in my life, I had let this fall by the wayside, whatever that expression happens to be derived from. So, anyhoo, this is me, back in charge again. Life has been a numbing series of task-completion days over the past several weeks, which partially explains the lack of blog. But, hopefully this post is full of bloggy goodness. TO answer the question of the aforementioned friend, I am not sure where I am. I find myself striving to succeed in a job I don't, at times, agree with or understand. Is that the desire for approval and success, or is it the fear of stepping out on faith. SO far, no big voice-of-God moments, just a yearning for more time to contemplate, and more opportunity to live the life I choose, rather than the life I find myself in. It's not really as morbidly depressing as it may sound, but it has that potential from time to time, as I think and dwell on it. That's the shorter answer. More to come.