personal reflection

The other week was Pentecost: the day that Christians remember as the start of the church as Christ’s kingdom of emissaries in this temporal realm and age. It is the Sunday that many churches take to honor the coming of the Holy Spirit onto the followers of Jesus, as recorded in Acts, chapter 2.

I spent this year’s Pentecost visiting with a friend, at a United Methodist congregation. It was also the final Sunday that the minister of this particular assembly would have with the people that he had served for many years. Per a tradition that hearkens back to the days of the circuit riders, United Methodist ministers will be at one church for a few years before being assigned to another, at which time the congregation will receive a new minister who will serve them until the next time that the conference gets to the task of re-assignment....

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Hey.

I just want to say, to The Knight Shift’s faithful readers and to those who are fortunate(?) to find this blog…

Don’t ever stop being thankful for the people that God has put into your life.

And I know that I have said much the same before. But, I wouldn’t be led to say it again, if I didn’t have to be especially appreciative of that lately.

This week my family went through one ordeal after another. Later today is the funeral for one member who I loved and cherished very dearly. Several days earlier, we almost lost another.

None of us are guaranteed next year, next month, heck not even the next day. Today is the present and that is exactly what it is: a present, a gift from God! And it is one that is priceless beyond all measure. Every moment, every iota of it is ...

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For most of the past several months, going back to late summer, I have been… well, pick your terminology: “led to”, “compelled to”, “reduced to”, what have you… crying out to God. Crying metaphorically and quite literally and very tearfully.

I am finally beginning to appreciate that in spite of lamenting His absence so many times, that He has been there all along. And that He has been faithful, even when my own faith has faltered all too often.

And now, I can put it no more clear than this: I can see at last that God has been “winking” at me.

He has let me know that He has heard me. That He knows what I am going through. That He has grieved alongside me, about all the things that I have hurt over.

So, I can’t but be thankful that in so many, mostly little ways, that He ...

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