And so it begins...
Sunday was a bitter/sweet passage. Relationships forged over five years will be greatly missed, even as tomorrow comes, like a raincloud, full of promise and surprise.
And so it begins...the end of my term as minister of Covenant United Methodist Church; my journey
from the ordered round of predictable and worthy routines, institutional safe guards and retirement security; from a group think often afraid to risk,
into a wilder rhythm of spontaneous adventures and encounters with creative gospel, gloriously grounded in the life giving routine of daily living WITH the earth - watering the alfalfa, harvesting a handful to feed the chickens, collecting their eggs with a grateful heart and enjoying breakfast as the gift of a mutual relationship of caring.
To look each avian personality in the eye, welcoming them to shepherd me toward a lifestyle of domesticated wildness connected to the earth and the creativity of engaged fullness. That's my journey beyond Covenant.
It starts today, with this blog entry typed to a chicken's "song" clucking the arrival of yet another gift outside my open window. Nature's eternal round of fullness in relationship.
And so it begins...the end of my term as minister of Covenant United Methodist Church; my journey from the ordered round of predictable and worthy routines, institutional safe guards and retirement security; from a group think often afraid to risk, into a wilder rhythm of spontaneous adventures and encounters with creative gospel, gloriously grounded in the life giving routine of daily living WITH the earth - watering the alfalfa, harvesting a handful to feed the chickens, collecting their eggs with a grateful heart and enjoying breakfast as the gift of a mutual relationship of caring. To look each avian personality in the eye, welcoming them to shepherd me toward a lifestyle of domesticated wildness connected to the earth and the creativity of engaged fullness. That's my journey beyond Covenant. 
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