The following is an e-mail I sent off to a fellow blogger who writes authentically about faith and being in the ministry. Some would say he's a bit sacreligious. I just like to say that he's real. His most recent post shows exactly this... and I admire him for showing all his bumps and bruises.
In fact, he calls his blog Real Live Preacher. Here's where you can find his blog. I'm including this because it's the reason I started writing my own blog.
http://blogs.salon.com/0001772/stories/
Hi Gordon,
I started reading your blog a few months ago after reading in an
Episcopalian church bulletin that a man there found it particularly good
reading. Now I'm not Episcopalian, I'm a Methodist... who often found
comfort in this little E. church in my hometown while struggling and trying
to find a God who had hidden His face from me. The liturgy and kneeling
and Communion was soothing...
What I wanted to say about your recent post is, someone recently said
(I think it was Max Lucado during an all-day event) that prayer doesn't
depend on us, how we convey it, if we intend for it to be prayer... it
is the deep longing and feeling that originates inside our hearts and
is sent by the Holy Spirit on high to our Father.
As someone who is exploring how I can combine ministry work with
writing, I admire you for being so open and honest about your misgivings,
frustrations and disappointments... so refreshing in a world where we
often pretend everything is ok because we're obviously not worshiping
correctly if it's not (tongue in cheek).
My travails and wandering in the desert have led me back to the
epiphany that God is God, and nothing I do in this life can change that.
Perhaps He might choose to hide His face from me, but you know what? That
doesn't change his omnipresence... He is here, will be here, was here,
ad nauseum.
Peace, brother.
Kim Benson
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