This morning I listened to some pod casts from the BBC program All things considered. This morning the podcast was about this Anglican priest who has written a series of letters to important people in his life. That got me to thinking about who I would write to if it were me.
I guess I would write a letter to God. Expressing my appreciation for this wonderful but challenging life He has blessed me with.
I would probably write a letter to my mother. Expressing my desire to know what made her "tick" and why she treated us they way she did. It was a hard life growing up. Trying to just get from one day to the next was sometimes a nightmare. One never relaxed. To relax and let the guard down was to court disaster and mothers wrath.
I would write a letter to my dad. Expressing my gratitude for the gentle man that he was. Also for the values he passed on to me. Hard work. Honesty. Integrity. All these I learned, not by instruction, but by example. I looked up to my dad. He was my hero.
I would write a letter to Christ. Expressing my thanks that He has been my friend for 45-plus years. He was my friend when no one else was and when I didn't believe in myself. There is no condemnation. I would like all to know that. Not that we are perfect. No we are not. We were born sinners and sin by choice. But we were created in God's image. I never saw a man of God in the Bible who God first called by condemning him. Write me if you know of one.
I would write a letter to my wife. Expressing my love, adoration and devotion to her and her well being. My reason for living is her future security and welfare and happiness.
I would write a letter to my eldest daughter. Expressing my regret for the mistakes I have made and will make in helping to raise her. I would express my pride that she is. What a girl. Like my wife, she never ceases to amaze me.
I would write a letter to my second daughter expressing my affection for her. I made a conscious decision to love her and see her happy. That created a bond that will not easily be broken.
I would write a letter to my son. I marvel at the privilege of being able to help deliver him. What an intensely private and spiritual experience that is.
Please consider the Taize` Community. I also listened to this podcast this morning. I would love to spend some time in spiritual retreat some time. It is one of those dreams one has but rarely gets to act upon.
Our family has now been in St Lukes at Frankston for almost 4 years now. I think for both Stephanie and myself it has been a blessed time. I remember thinking that we had nothing to lose by visiting this church for the first time. We never left. Nothing to lose? You got to be kidding. We had everything to gain. I discovered spirituality on a level I never knew existed. I have been taken beyond myself as I have entered into that voyage of discovery that the liturgy accords.
Enough for now. Till next time.....
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