church or some variation therewith

Sunday, November 9th, 2008

There have been many posts on this blog on church and religion and my rants of such. Church/Christianity and I have had an uneasy relationship in the last few years and I cannot honestly admit that it has gotten better. Most days, I feel further than where I once was, further than I could have ever imagined. I haven’t worked through all of that enough to talk about it here but I will say that for once, I am enjoying and more importantly being fed by something which loosely resemebles church.

I’ve been attending Revolution (visit site here). It’s in Brooklyn and takes about an hour to get to. It’s really more of a Bible study than a church, no singing or anything. It meets in a bar called “Pete’s Candy Store” and although is only about 20 people weekly, it has an online community which makes the meager group look like the tip of the iceberg. It is a motley crew of irregulars, where everyone is accepted and no one is looked at twice. That is unless you look TOO churchy, than you might stand out a little.

I’ve been going there about 4 months. People are finally starting to recognize me and a few even know my name (ok- maybe one). The social aspect of it has been a lot slower than I would have liked. But for the first time in I have no idea how long, I’m feeling fed. I haven’t decided if I agree with everything being preached, there are definitely some different ideas than what I grew up in. But I’m okay with that. I’m okay with working things out together, I’m okay with the questions.

in its purest form…

Sunday, November 2nd, 2008

be love

When I lived in Canada, I always found myself drawn to the ocean bay about a mile away from my apartment. It’s not the gentle beach kind of ocean but a ferocious rocky cliff that cuts into ocean waves. There’s a sitting area where you can watch the military ships come in. I saw this graffiti on the wall while I was there last month.

the metaphorical and now literal “Jesus in the corner”

Saturday, November 1st, 2008

There’s a Catholic church on my block and the other day we noticed that they had put a statue of Jesus (well possibly Joseph but really it’s all about context) on the sidewalk for trash. Being the good Christian that I am, I couldn’t let Jesus be alone on the sidewalk. So Caroline and I carried him into the house. He now adorns my living room and keeps watch over the house.

Jesus in the corner

Jesus in the corner

Jesus in the corner

like watching a car wreck

Saturday, September 27th, 2008

because I’m sure I will watch this eventually