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Lesson: Time stops for no one

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The biggest spiritual lesson I learned this year is time stops for no one.

I had two of my four kids move out during the summer. My only daughter got married and my oldest son moved out with a buddy.

My mother was diagnosed with terminal cancer.

It was an emotional eye opener and my attention to fleeting moments intensified.

My commitment to practicing contemplative awareness heightened.

My sense of loss has informed my desire to love more attentively.

Change in life seasons is bittersweet, but each turning is an opportunity to deepen ones practice of what is sacred to us all — family love.

Eric Blauer
Eric Blauerhttp://fcb4.tumblr.com/
I am Frederick Christian Blauer IV, but I go by Eric, it sounds less like a megalomaniac but still hints at my Scandinavian destiny of coastal conquest and ultimate rule. I have accumulated a fair number of titles: son, brother, husband, father, pastor, writer, artist and a few other more colorful titles by my fanged fans. I am a lover of story be it heard, read or watched in all beauty, gory or glory. I write and speak as an exorcist or poltergeist, splashing holy water, spilling wine and breaking bread between the apocalypse and a sleeping baby. I am possessed by too many words and they get driven out like wild pigs and into the waters of my blog at www.fcb4.tumblr.com. I work as a pastor at Jacob's Well Church (www.jacobswellspokane.com) across the tracks on 'that' side of town. I follow Christ in East Central Spokane among saints, sinners, angels, demons, crime, condoms, chaos, beauty, goodness and powerful weakness. I have more questions than answers, grey hairs than brown, fat than muscle, fire than fireplace and experience more love from my wife, family and friends than a man should be blessed with in one lifetime.

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