Author: Doug Harrison

We had spent the weekend at what was one of the all-time greatest celebrations of my life. We adorned our bodies with streamers and danced to the flute and accordion  just before we processed in to the great foot washing service we were about to celebrate.  It was a retreat being animated by Jean Vanier, the founder of L’Arche which is a organization of small communities all over the world of people with more and less visible disabilities living an intentionally communal life.  We gathered in small circles to begin this incredibly physical and intimate rite of love.  I’ve participated in this before but I had never entirely understood it like  I suddenly did watching the group next to me.   And it all hinged on a man who has never walked or spoken.

There are certainly times when every one feels like they don’t belong. Most of those times are in junior high school but the don’t necessarily up-and-disappear after college. It can even at times be excruciating even as an adult. However, I have been learning, especially in the last few years of not ‘fitting’ isn’t always something for which some people should strive.

“Listen…”   -St Benedict

For the record, I hate the word blogging, blog and bloggers.   The words themsleves are far less elegant than painter dancer, baker, or custodial technician. Unlike the preacher or the academic, the blogger is not a formal office with any kind of authority.    “It was he who gave some to be apostles, some to be prophets, some to be evangelists, and some to be pastors and teachers some to be bloggers?”  Ephesians 4:11 ….and a little added. Hm.