I’m a cleric alright. A priest, ordained in apostolic succession, under the authority of a bishop duly consecrated. Only thing is, I’m apparently something of a rogue, a cleric gone wild, because I’m the only one doing the things I do. What do I do?
Listen
First of all, I listen. I listen to the Holy Spirit and try to figure out what Jesus is saying to his Church today. I don’t know anybody who’s doing orthodox, innovative theology in the present era; nor for the past 400 years for that matter.
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Next, I comment. I look at the world around me and I, like Jeremiah, can’t help but speak out. If I don’t, it burns within me. Religion is meant to be applied; God cares about behavior, what decisions we make, how we live.
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Next I plan. So if God is still speaking, and the world needs to hear, then what can be done in the Church to make that a happy conversation? We’re God’s instrument for bringing the Gospel to the world; what’s the next step?
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Then I laugh. If you don’t laugh you’re going to cry. Satire is the rare art of telling the truth, which may be painful, in a way that makes you smile.
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Then I climb. Mountains. Trails, rock, alpine. Much of God’s work was done on mountains.
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