In the immortal words of George Costanza: "I got nothin'!"
Those of you who know my antipathy for that character are reeling...
I am suffering from complete adrenal burnout, physically, spiritually, and emotionally.
I mean, I've been on the edge for close to a year, what with dealing with a burgeoning business, our current political climate, seeing and aching over the deconstruction of my daughter due to the situation she has been in for several years, agonising over how RG can be redeemed, despairing over the Whole State of Christ's Church, personal guilt over not being able to blog as I wished, and, well, it goes on. My body has rebelled, and I thought I was having heart failure. Thankfully, it is only (!) my chest wall being inflamed from work and stress.
I am numb, even to the plight of Terri Schiavo. I can harbor angst only for so long.
I wrote to Gregg in part:
I know the pain and frustration you are feeling. Here in AL, we covered the streets of Montgomery with more peaceful and praying people since the 60s civil rights marches, pushing for major pro-life legislation. The people SPOKE; but the legislation was aborted, itself. Christ and the apostles changed the world without a single march...hmmm, maybe they had some wisdom... ;^)
This is the crux of the whole issue: the church has for twenty-plus years been led to the voting booth as a method of societal evangelism. The imposition of Christian Piety via legislation has been a rousing catastrophe. Why does the world hate the church? Because for decades we have arrogated the province of the Holy Spirit to ourselves: to convict the eee-vil sinners of their sins. We have placed ourselves at the Father's right hand, and cast ourselves in the role of Judge. We point the quavering Bony Finger of Indignation at the Sinner du Jour, and condemn their not measuring up to OUR righteousness. Mr. Falwell, SHUT YOUR GOB!
Is there sin? YES.
Are there sinners? YES.
Are we their Judge? NO, NO, NO.
We, the church, are the Keepers of GOOD NEWS. We should be dispensers of same.
Am I the only person seeing this?
...Maybe I had something after all.