Is it Real?
Another phone call recently from yet another person informing me that they're leaving our church to go to another one. It was made abundantly clear to me that there are no issues with our church. God's just calling them on to this other congregation. I'm totally okay with that. I completely understand. And we are still friends and plan to remain so. I love them. Lisa and I sit and talk about it, completely perplexed. I'm asking God what the heck is going on! No answers forthcoming. My heart sinks, distancing itself further and further from my mind. I no longer understand. I can no longer concoct a plot that makes any sense of this. I'm filled with a sorrow far too familiar to me. The taste of this kind of grief is common to me. So I was listening to my iTunes shuffle away and David Bazan (Pedro the Lion) came along with his song "Harmless Sparks/ God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen", and it made me weep:
Now my wife and child dream of gifts beneath the tree while I place in the manger baby Jesus' figurine... sipping Christmas whiskey wondering if I still believe. O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy.O God!