Burying My Ashes
Tonight I watched 72 people attend a new program we started at our parish. And tonight as I "wound down" watching Grey's Anatomy (season 4 on DVD, since we don't have cable and I'm therefore a season behind) I was reminded of how much we can be haunted by our pasts unless we put those ashes to rest. There are days (as I hope any clergyman would admit) when I have wondered what I'm doing as a priest. Each of us in holy orders had a life before those orders (and those who didn't, well, let's pray for them!). And at times those "past lives" can come back and haunt us, asking:
- "How successful might you have been if you'd carried on in theatre?"
- "Why did you choose this particular brand of Christian denomination when you came from several others that at times look much more dazzling?"
- "Vancouver Island, and that life you knew, is a long way away, isn't it?"
Every once in a while the ashes of my past life start haunting me. So every once in a while I have to go and get the spade and put them to rest again.
1 comments:
Hey Paul.
well put. I have gone through a lot of the past questions about what could have been. I was even sitting beside a person who went to a church that for a brief moment I would have like to go to. Found out it wasn't for me. God has a much better idea of what is going on than I do.
Anyways. I was thinking about a conversation we had around a conference. check out these sites.
www.rethinkgroup.org
www.theorangeconference.org
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