"No more questions. No more answers. No more godtalk. Go and love. No more detached discussions of Scripture interpretation, no more using religion (or Jesus!) as a way to avoid or dismiss the actual men and women who are in our lives. Something is going on, and I am told that I can get in on it. No, I am in fact told, 'Get in on it!'"
- Eugene Peterson.




This has been ringing true in my spirit for a little bit. Especially having returned back to Zion and being around theological discussions around the clock. Some of it, for myself, has been a good thing. It has opened (or, re-opened) my eyes and allowed my spirit to be formed again. It is a different atmosphere outside the walls of a theological institution; especially where I work in an educational institution. It doesn't give much room for anything to grow spirituality; but rather, it does give a place in my life for the things I have learned to be put to use. Finding the holy in a common place, I'd suppose.

Anyways. Having been on both sides of the spectrum these days, I am seeing more and more the futility, or the danger of becoming so immersed in our theological debates. Was it calvinism or arminiasm that's going to save the church? Are we singing a song too much; what do we prefer, hymns or choruses? The comeback of hymns is a great thing, and should be discussed in great measure, I am sure. But today I was reminded, via a story of a child who was abused that there is much more out there than what we fill our crazed minds with. Granted, conversations between believers is important, but it can run our lives... and in turn, we can begin to ignore the issues that lie before us. It's shaky ground to be on, and something we need to be careful of.

And really, that is all. Not to say that I have this under