Tag: father knows best

The people who love us – our parents, our teachers, our siblings, our friends, sometimes even our competitors – are frequently the strongest resource that we have for exploring how we can best spend our time.

Holy wear and tear. Our lives are full of holy wear and tear. Sometimes we resent that wear and tear.

This past August’s column, in which I reassured a reader that masturbation isn’t a sin, has generated as many and as lively responses as anything that I’ve written for SpokaneFAVs.

Now, I realize that when folks announce that the Episcopal (or the Lutheran or the Presbyterian or the Roman Catholic or whatever) church is lost, they generally intend these words as a critique. But what if? What if, in the adventure that is life and faith, getting lost is sometimes necessary, sometimes important, sometimes good?

First, practice as what we do with our time. Understanding faith through this lens invites us to ask, “What if?” What if church is not primarily about intellectually assenting to a set of ideas?

What if God’s forgiveness is a big part of the way that we forgive ourselves?

First, showing up. Mrs. FKB’s parents have what I call a “ministry of showing up.” That is to say, on one occasion after another — graduations, weddings, funerals, birthdays, baptisms, ordinations, family reunions, you name it — they are there.