Life is busy and full and blessed and hard. Here’s a taste of it for me this week.
Foggy days on the Coast. Many in a row now. Some afternoons the sun comes out and the fog burns away but it’s been lingering for a while now.
Sunday evening. Peter went fishing in our front yard. We live on a bay right where a creek joins the ocean. The salmon (cohos, I believe) have just finished spawning in the creek and are returning to the ocean to die. (Thanks grade 3 knowledge!) Schools of them passed by our feet as we stood out on the rocks.
Peter got a few nibbles but no catches. They’re past the point of looking for food now.
I’m intrigued with Pope Francis. I’m processing some of the things he’s said recently. I liked this quote:
“The faith passes, so to speak, through a distiller and becomes ideology. And ideology does not beckon [people]. In ideologies there is not Jesus: in His tenderness, His love, His meekness. And ideologies are rigid, always. Of every sign: rigid. And when a Christian becomes a disciple of the ideology, he has lost the faith: he is no longer a disciple of Jesus, he is a disciple of this attitude of thought…For this reason Jesus said to them: ‘You have taken away the key of knowledge.'” (Pope Francis 1)
(This quote was taken from another website, theamericanjesus.net)
Some – including the above mentioned website – are saying the pope’s speech calls out American preachers like Mark Driscoll and John MacArthur. I’m not sure if it does. Maybe. I think it’s a broader reminder though. Pope Francis is reminding us that who Jesus is, who we are as Christians, is broader and deeper than any ideology and to not get caught up in the legalism that so frequently entangles us Christians.
I’m also currently reading Seven Storey Mountain by Thomas Merton, so I feel oddly surrounded by Catholicism at the moment. I hope to share a review of that one when I’m finished.
Sunday afternoon we stopped by the annual Halfmoon Bay Apple Festival and brought home this jar of delicious. I don’t know why its called Apple Butter though when it’s clearly Apple Sauce. It was made in a giant copper pot over an open fire. We tasted spoonfuls of it and then bought our own jar while listening to a fiddle band.
Tuesday night – a properly-run church youth group requires many pool noodles.
Also, just read this article from Converge Magazine. Some really good points about the idea of courting that seemed to become popular in the late nineties. I read that book too and, now as an adult, many of the ideas in it don’t sit as well as they did when I was thirteen.
I particularly liked this quote from the above linked article:
“But marriage won’t fill the hollow ache in the pit of your stomach that yearns for something better. Marriage is hard work. It makes you holy, not always happy.”
I would only add a reminder that marriage is not all that makes you holy.
Hope your mid-week point checks in well!