Rinse and Repeat

“Make the things I’m commanding you today part of who you are. Repeat them to your children. Talk about them when you’re sitting together in your home and when you’re walking together down the road. Make them the last thing you talk about before you go to bed and the first thing you talk about the next morning” (Deuteronomy 6: 6-7VOICE).

I’ve mentioned it before, but it’s not always easy to come up with something creative and original when you write these blogs on a daily basis. And yes, I do write all of these myself. I’m the only writer for the Ragamuffin Gospel Fan blogs.

I find lately that I do tend to repeat myself quite a bit. Sometimes, it’s intentional. Sometimes, it’s just me being forgetful that I’ve already written on a particular topic.

I believe that a lot of faith is returning again and again to the basics until they change who you are fundamentally. It’s going back to the Gospel for the rest of your life, because that’s where your hope lies.

So, it’s 10:05 pm on a Saturday and I am at home and not out painting the town red or hitting up the clubs. I’m writing this on the fly, per usual. What you see is generally what I write on the first-take, with very little revisions or editing. That’s just the way I write these days.

I’ve heard that taking up photography changes the way you see things. You begin to look at people and scenes as if you’re composing a shot or looking through a lens.

I also think that writing changes the way you look at life. You start hearing conversations differently. Phrases will jump out at you. Lines from movies or TV shows will capture your attention. You see your world differently.

So what’s the theme of this blog? I guess if there is one, it’s this: the best kind of faith isn’t one where you know a little in a lot of areas about God and Jesus and the Church and other such matters. It’s where you keep going back to the well of the basics over and over until you’re absolutely sated with it and you know the Gospel backward and forward.

That’s it.

 

Taste of the Goodness of God

When I needed the Lord, I looked for Him;
    I called out to Him, and He heard me and responded.
He came and rescued me from everything that made me so afraid.
Look to Him and shine,
    so shame will never contort your faces.
This poor soul cried, and the Eternal heard me.
    He rescued me from my troubles.
The messenger of the Eternal God surrounds
    everyone who walks with Him and is always there to protect and rescue us.
Taste of His goodness; see how wonderful the Eternal truly is.
    Anyone who puts trust in Him will be blessed and comforted.
Revere the Eternal, you His saints,
    for those who worship Him will possess everything important in life.
Young lions may grow tired and hungry,
    but those intent on knowing the Eternal God will have everything they need” (Psalm 34:4-10, The Voice).

He came and rescued me from everything that made me so afraid.

Those were the words I read as I sat in solitary darkness in St. Paul’s Episcopal Church on a very autumn-esque Friday evening.

I could not have asked for a better night after a long week of working and not sleeping well. It was refreshing to breathe in the October night air and take in the sights of one of my favorite places to visit.

I managed to hit all my usual haunts– McCreary’s, Kilwin’s, St. Paul’s, and Frothy Monkey. I even took a stroll down my favorite street and donated a few books to the very tiny portable library.

It’s now 10:02 pm and I am pooped. Maybe that means I’m old. At this point, hitting all the clubs and bars until 3 am doesn’t appeal to me in the least. It never has. Not even when I was in my early 20’s.

My most appealing fantasy right now is the thought of being able to turn off the alarm and sleep in tomorrow. No 5:30 am wake-up call, no setting off for work in the dark, and especially no rising before I am good and ready.

So there you go. My life is good, because God is good.

The end.