Not all those who wander are lost
LOOK AT MY TURTLE.
“Well, people who think that when Jesus said to love your neighbor as yourself and love God — these are central teachings and central focuses of our life as Christians — not a belief in a doctrine of Christianity or an acceptance of a religious form but a life lived of love. And that’s going to play out as community. If you have a problem, and I love you, that’s my problem. If you have a joy, and I love you, that’s going to bring me joy. And we share it. We share everything. We share our struggles and our triumphs and our money and possessions. We share our faith and our hopes and our fears and struggle together and try to help other people around us who maybe don’t agree with us or have anything to offer us in return. Just living a life of service — that’s what I got out of the communal life that I tasted there. It’s just a simple life of love that I believe everyone is called to. It’s going to look different ways, but for me that was the realization that Jesus didn’t call me to a belief more abundant or a doctrine more precise. He called me to a life more abundant. He called me to a life where there’s fruit that you can taste and see and touch and smell and feel — tangible reality. “The kingdom come on Earth as it is in Heaven.” That was something where I’d read the words before, but it had never penetrated my heart before that the Gospel has social implications and an immediate relevance. That was tremendously liberating from this obsession with the purely spiritualized version of Christianity. When it talks about setting free the captives, that’s spiritual. When it talks about “blessed are the hungry and the poor,” that’s spiritual. Spiritually hungry and spiritually poor — that’s in there. But so is the tangible stuff. People need food and they need shelter and they need freedom, both economically and politically.”
– Aaron Weiss (via ryankozycz)
I’m gonna go see The Desolation of Smaug tonight, I hope you are all very jealous.
Catch for us the foxes, the little foxes that ruin the vineyards, our vineyards that are in bloom.