Sunday July 21, 201 Go on. Do it. Plan a specific ‘redemptive event.’ Some of you may remember Viktor Frankl’s emphasis on logo-therapy. If I don’t have what we Cajuns call “The right string but the wrong yo yo,” a central part of this approach to psychology is to plan something ‘out there’ in the future toward which you think and feel and work and for which you hope. This is Sunday. God bless. Hope your day is meaningful and healthy. This old kid is planning to deal with (1) One more seven or eight hour chemo session (Mon), then (2) Mon Tue Wed radiation zaps, and (3) sometime soon---the chance to be part of a service at the Church I love so very much. I’m logo thearping! Being here with you has been a life saver and more. It’s been a learning and enriching experience. Never believed for a second anyone might want to read any of this, but being able to reach out and be with ---has been so nice. Even when folks don’t like or don’t agree, it grows you. This being together like this is an offer--- not a requirement. As the course of this present treatment series comes toward a close, trying to work up the kind of gratitude necessary toward our amazing Community called Wells, and toward so many of you who just put in a prayer, a good word, or a caring response is impossible. Maybe dear Clovis Chapel, one of our Methodist best--- got it right when he said: “Grace and gratitude go together like bread and butter, sugar and cream, like lighting and thunder.” And while at the moment, food is, er, well…Dr. Chapel’s statement certainly captures the truth that grace and gratitude should be part of the good and bad times in our lives. The mountaintops lift us. The valleys grow us. And when God and others are with us ‘through it all’ logothearpy takes root and begins to grow a future for us. Soon I need to write more about Wells Church. Why we are, where we are, what we are, what we hope for, what we pray for, how we understand Christian faith and life in this part of God’s and our history, and what we want to work for in time to come. Gonna have to wait until I’m better, stronger, clearer, and ready. It’ll be a brief love letter prompted by grace, and acknowledging our small place in Kingdom Reality. Later. Poetry speaks in so many voices. Some easy to understand, some ‘more than the sum of its parts,’ and some understood by the authors, but ‘missed’ by non sophisticated folks like me. Trying to enjoy and learn from each kind is worthwhile. The plain ones speak to me. Here’s the very first one I learned. Mom drilled it into us: “You are the person that has to decide, whether you’ll do it, or toss it aside, whether you’ll try for the goal that’s afar, or just be content to stay where you are. Take it or leave it, here’s something to do, just think it over, it’s all up to you.” Each of you is poetry to someone else. Each ‘more’ to their lives. Be it. Live it in love, and you, yes you, may become that ‘redemptive event’ that saves a life and changes everything. Always love, always, Keith
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