Here we go again. Without traveling to a foreign country such as Stella Maris, we gather together to wrestle with the tenets of faith and how that might look in our time and place, in the confines of our culture and era. We have struggled to grasp weighty tombs of philosophy and complicated sociological frameworks, then relate that to what we engage in on a regular basis. Now we can continue the conversation face to face.
The on campus sessions are mixed in with a conference on culture, and after the first day, we join many other interested people in exploring faith in the 21st century. The presentations challenge us to be intentional and faithful and relevant and significant in how we live our God-given lives. Wow. I have a long ways to go just to get into the right heart space. I have gained a great deal of respect for those of earlier generations who were so disciplined about their faith walk and their obedience to the will of God.
We shall see how the week goes, but I am already reeling at how under faithful I am and amazed at how far along I ought to be. The one hope that keeps me going is that I continually catch glimpses of pieces that will help me reach out to cancer patients. Ideas flood my head and I wrestle with getting them documented in a way that I can decipher after the dust of the week has settled. So much to do. So little time.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment