Thursday, April 5, 2012
Christ, hear me!
Funny how Christ seems to reach out and grab you. Right when I think I am going to Judaism, I find that I need to remain a Christian. It does not make sense, but it is what it is.
I am a Christian, but not an ordinary one; that is for sure. I am not sure where I will go, even if only occasionally. Since I do not do doctrine and dogma, I will have to see about this.
The Episcopal Church makes the most sense, but I do not know. It seems right up my alley, but it is still missing something. The Lutherans are too negative, but the local congregation has a pastor who reads Borg; so there's hope yet. The Romans are just too doctrinaire and have a bad liturgy; yet somehow it is still home. I simply do not know.
Maybe I will spend the Triduum at various churches; perhaps I won't spend it anywhere. But with it being Holy Week, I feel called to do so. I am just not sure.
But I am sure of one thing: I am a Christian. I am on the left, but I am still hanging in there. This is not a head thing as much as a heart thing. Perhaps I am meant to be a Unitarian Universalist, but I doubt that. Why is it so much easier for others to find their home and stay there?
So, I wait the Triduum. I wait it with trepidation, yet relief. It may not be as joyous this year, but it will be. I enter the last few days of Holy Week with eyes wide open, as if for the first time. I make no promises, but it is here that I will stay.