Lots of drama in my life right now. None of it is to do with me. Everyone else around me. Although I do start my new job on Monday teaching international students at Saint John College in the University of New Brunswick. ‘Nuff said.
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I must tell you it is still a very strange feeling not “going” to church. I know I know. I don’t know how many times I’ve heard you don’t “go” to church, you “be” the church. Ya. That makes sense on one level, such as I am a part of the Hayward family. However, it’s really nice to get together with a clump of other parts of the Hayward family. You get my meaning. There should be something very special, sacred, and I dare say important, about the gathered community, the sangha, the congregation, the people. This is something my blog tends to focus on: how several of us can gather in healthy ways. One of the major problems, as I see it, is that it is rare to see these “healthy ways” I concern myself with.
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I’ve been going to church since I was 16 years old. I’ve been ordained as a minister for over 25 years. This is the first Sunday morning in I don’t know how long when I am not going to church for a good reason. It feels very very strange to me. Not a bad strange. Just an unfamiliar strange. I’m thinking of Rothesay Vineyard this morning. I miss them. Jon, who has replaced me, will do well. Of that I’m certain.
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