Here are 5 mini rants in no particular order.
1. Half marathon training is annoying. Well, starting any new discipline is actually quite annoying. Like yesterday whilst half marathon training I came across a massive staircase in my neighbourhood. It was horrible running up those stairs, yet in the back of my mind I knew it was good for me in the long run. It’s funny how knowing that is NOT HELPFUL AT ALL. My legs still hurt and I had a massive cramp in my calf at 2:30am last night. #oldfart
2. It’s discipleship, not volunteerism. Volunteerism is too self congratulatory. It screams, “look I am giving up my time for this good thing.” Sure, that may be the case, but discipleship assumes kingdom building activity. Discipleship assumes giving up your life (which qualifies as all the time you will ever have… EVER) and being transformed by Jesus. Dear pastors and people looking for people to help… announce you have a kingdom building activity and you need help. What you are asking help for may not be cool enough for volunteers.
3. The serpent in Genesis isn’t Satan. Go ahead. Read it. It’s actually just an astute serpent. That sneaky snake. The narrative offers us no more, and no less. Somehow, somewhere we good hearted Christians added it to the biblical story. We really shouldn’t. Consider your mind blown.
4. Unity in the midst of diversity is worth it. Sexuality is on the forefront of much conversation in Mennonite circles these days, both in Canada and the US. It offers a stunning opportunity to practice love and respect. Unfortunately some use it as an opportunity to dehumanize and complain. We often neglect the relentless pursuit of peaceable alternatives… which is dumb because we are peace loving Menno’s. The reasons for unity and community are much deeper and life-giving even if there is disagreement. The world is watching. We need to repent and embody a living alternative.
5. I love my son unconditionally. I must. I played baseball with my son in front of my townhouse. I hate baseball. He loves baseball and I still love him anyway. I think that means I am a father of the year candidate. Ha.
What are you ranting about these days?