I just got back from an afternoon in th city (San Antonio) where at a suave coffeehouse that served up excellent Cuban panninis and the best fair trade coffee I've had, I sat down with six others from all aspects and walks of life. The reason: emergent|San Antonio - the cohort in the city facilitating the emerging church conversation. It was a great time and good conversation. Two of the conversants were over 60 - a graphic designer, a young couple, me and then a curious-but-hestitant-believer of sorts who has yet to find a place (community or church of any kind) to call home. We told our stories (the short versions), shared some book suggestions, and had an "on ramp" to this larger conversation that is happening - literally - all over the world. So today's reflection is to think about this thing we are...ClayPeople...not as an isolated little speck on the pallette of God's artistic creation; but rather part of a Globally-spread, diverse, and concerned movement of people who are passionate about rethinking this church thing. Not trying to be creepy in a honor-fiction-film kinda way but: We are not alone.
until next time
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