In the Year 2013...

It may indeed be time to dust this old steno off a bit and have a thought-storm. Life is different here on the other side of college classes, marriage, and failure. I've continued on this long road of getting to the bottom of it all for most the time, the others, pitying myself for lost causes, relationships, and the life I thought I wanted. Here though, on this second day of 2013, I can look around and accept that, at 25, life is not over, not beginning, but is rather now, and what I understand and believe readily enough to live in this moment, is in fact what matters most. If I live long enough to discover any "why's" behind the passions of my heart or the hopes in this life, then so be it, that moment will be gladly liven in as well, but this moment is upon me as blitzkrieg, and I have less than the time it takes to acknowledge it to embrace and walk in it.

The past year was excellent for learning. Perhaps it will be the one where I can return to formal education somewhere, but this casual learning has been beneficial without question. I rediscovered the beauty and depth of Anabaptism because of Bruxy Cavey via Greg Boyd, and am so very glad to see that God is moving many eyes of influence upon it as well. It seems every day someone else posts a new article or makes reference to a different core teaching of the Anabaptists, and if we can do something more than just read them or acknowledge them, but if we can live them out, it may well be the cure for post-modern rejection of Christ in America. Here is just one example:

http://www.patheos.com/blogs/thepangeablog/2013/01/01/from-the-margins/

This past week I challenged the church in sermon to approach 2013 with one resolution- to forgive as often as presented the chance. I wonder if my Anabaptism isn't leaking out beyond my control anymore, because there were also some references to peace teaching here and there ;) But I wonder if approaching an ENTIRE YEAR isn't just a bit naive to begin with, what if we just approached the coming day with the intent to forgive as often as presented the chance? The coming hour? The present moment? I feel that it must all start there anyway, that if we do not live in the present moment of forgiveness, accepting it and presenting it, then the moment is hell- distant from the presence of God, void of Jesus' sacrifice, a barren moment.

How fantastic!!

Let's go.