This past Saturday's Contemporary Service meditation went so much better than the last one. I let go of the control this time, thought about the passage and not the congregation, and I had a lot of piece. I really believe that my sermons (or the more informal meditations) aren't mine. When I try to control them, they're awful. It feels like a gift. It also feels like I'm more of a tool (ok, when you're done sniggering, come back) than I am a creator. Feels good. Feels affirming, and refreshing.
In unrelated, but INCREDIBILY EXCITING news-- Tiny Intern Church is doing an Adult Formation series on other faiths. Yesterday a local imam came and discussed Islam with us. He brought 6 or 7 other people from his community to worship with us(understand-- that makes at least 10% of those gathered on a Sunday morning). Everyone (on both sides) was kind, gracious, and excited about the dialogue. This time together was extraordinary. The warmth that came from both sides yesterday was really a testament to a common God.
11.13.2006
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"So keep fightin' for freedom and justice, beloveds, but don't you forget to have fun doin' it. Lord, let your laughter ring forth. Be outrageous, ridicule the fraidy-cats, rejoice in all the oddities that freedom can produce. And when you get through kickin' ass and celebratin' the sheer joy of a good fight, be sure to tell those who come after how much fun it was."
-Saint Molly Ivins
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I am glad things went better for you. Interning can be incredibly exasperating at times. I always tried to remember that the worst case scenario was that I was at least learning what NOT to do.
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