A random airing of random thoughts; while each is not demanding a great deal of cyberspace to discuss, the world is most certainly a better place for having heard them. 

1)  Among my reading conquests of the past few years has been my adulthood re-reading of The Chronicles of Narnia series.  These “kids books” are easy to read (great travel reading), yet pack a punch.  Each of the seven stories carries with it stories of adventure, gallantry, falls from grace, and redemption at the hand of a loving higher being.  C.S. Lewis once described the character of Aslan not as a artistic rendering of Christ, but as an imaginative wondering of how He might reveal Himself to other created worlds.  One of my favorite moments was reading the The Last Battle (where Aslan ends the existence of Narnia, and leads the “Friends of Narnia” to an eternal paradise) at the same time as I read Lewis’ The Great Divorce (a separate novel rendering the author’s vision of Heaven).  Further up and further in!

2)  This week, my rental house has gone on the “For Sale” market.  Which meant that, last week, the place was professionally staged and photographed.  A strange experience, to give two aesthetically-focused women free run of a bachelor pad, and see what ensues (turns out, we had all the right stuff in all the wrong places).  Anytime I’ve watched redecorating TV shows (read: a RARE occurance), I’ve always imagined that, minutes after the cameras leave, the residents spend the next hour moving everything back to where it was before.  That’s pretty much what I did…

3) I seriously do not get women.  I know what they say they want, but what do they want?  More specifically, what are they waiting for, that they’re not thinking they’re going to get from me or other non-“Mr. Darcy’s” I know? 

(Mr. Darcy = mysteriously charming, effortlessly handsome, both forceful and tender at the same time.  Jane Austen-driven emotional porn for generations of sighing women…)

4) Easter services at my church are really funny.  Being a high-profile congregation, we always draw a huge crowd on holidays.  We don’t really do anything different, either; none of the Lenten fanfare you might come to expect from your local church.  Leading up to the big day, I always go through the same cycle: hearing about Lent somewhere; wondering if I should make a Lenten pledge; forgetting about it; remembering other Holy Week services I used to attend, and wishing my current congregation did something like that; wondering if I should skip church to go visit other services.  Then, at the last minute, God shows up and lets us all know why Jesus came to Earth, why He died, and why He conquered death once and for all. 

Our Easter service was elbow-to-elbow, with the same hands-in-the-air rock praise we do pretty much every week.  I was starting to get a little grumbly, wishing we would toss a little fanfare in there.  Then, the Spirit of God starts to move.  We all know God’s up to something.  And when the pastor leads us in a prayer for those wishing to receive Christ’s gift for the first time, the cluster of folks making that bold first step, reminds us of why we have church in the first place.