Forty Days and Nights
Forty days....that's how long we are told Jesus was in the wilderness. Forty days does not actually translate out to what we would think. For the writer it probably meant "a pretty long time." Jesus was out there without food or water. It probably felt like a really long time.
And, we are told, he was tempted by the devil while he was in the desert.
Hmmm...tempted by the devil.
When I read accounts of the temptation I see that Jesus was being offered alternative career plans. Was it really Satan, or was it Jesus just trying to make his mind up about what he wanted to do with his life.
Yes, He was God.
But he was also man.
Maybe it was a wrestling match between the two and Satan just got the press (which happens a lot...ie "the devil made me do it").
Why do I bring this up (I thought you'd never ask)?
I've been away for a really long time. An ancient writer might say forty days. I rose out of the waters but not of baptism. Rather, I emerged from a near-(spiritual)-death experience, drowning in the raging torrents of the church. It's not a pretty place. And tougher pastors than I have disappeared under its waves, never to be seen again while others resurfaced to tread the earth in a zombie-like state, reciting age-old creeds and acting out the rituals of the seasons. But if you look really close you'll see the light (ie this little light of mine light) has long gone out. It is a sad, sad testimony to the state of religion today.
The shepherd falls prey to wolves.
Who are these predators? A wide swath of broad generalities might include:
That and more collided with my idealistic vision of the church as the greatest hope of the world and well, it overwhelmed me. I was drowning so I did the only thing I could to save myself and my faith. I rose out of those waters and I entered the desert.
Oh, what a lonely, lonely place.
It was there I wrestled. With Satan, with God, with the voices in my head.
And it was there I was fed.
And now I return, at least to my writing. Here I will pour out the stories of my journey. Here I will reveal the heresies and truths revealed in that empty terrain. Here I will continue to be Pastor Ellen.
And, we are told, he was tempted by the devil while he was in the desert.
Hmmm...tempted by the devil.
When I read accounts of the temptation I see that Jesus was being offered alternative career plans. Was it really Satan, or was it Jesus just trying to make his mind up about what he wanted to do with his life.
Yes, He was God.
But he was also man.
Maybe it was a wrestling match between the two and Satan just got the press (which happens a lot...ie "the devil made me do it").
Why do I bring this up (I thought you'd never ask)?
I've been away for a really long time. An ancient writer might say forty days. I rose out of the waters but not of baptism. Rather, I emerged from a near-(spiritual)-death experience, drowning in the raging torrents of the church. It's not a pretty place. And tougher pastors than I have disappeared under its waves, never to be seen again while others resurfaced to tread the earth in a zombie-like state, reciting age-old creeds and acting out the rituals of the seasons. But if you look really close you'll see the light (ie this little light of mine light) has long gone out. It is a sad, sad testimony to the state of religion today.
The shepherd falls prey to wolves.
Who are these predators? A wide swath of broad generalities might include:
- The pastor's own ego
- Those above
- Those pesky sheep
That and more collided with my idealistic vision of the church as the greatest hope of the world and well, it overwhelmed me. I was drowning so I did the only thing I could to save myself and my faith. I rose out of those waters and I entered the desert.
Oh, what a lonely, lonely place.
It was there I wrestled. With Satan, with God, with the voices in my head.
And it was there I was fed.
And now I return, at least to my writing. Here I will pour out the stories of my journey. Here I will reveal the heresies and truths revealed in that empty terrain. Here I will continue to be Pastor Ellen.
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