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Bluntly, I can spend my days sorting “book club” spam, or I can write books. One pays me money. The otherff does not. So until further notice, I’m not entertaining book club invitations from anyone, and I likely won’t respond to your invitation at all. I’m sorry but this is the reality of the moment.

As an avid RunDisney participant, I got the meet Jeff Galloway a couple times. Loved seeing him out on the course, cheering for everyone. Really sad that he won't be at future events. But what a legacy to leave, all the people he's encouraged to be runners.

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I've been reading Hanna Reichel's excellent For Such a Time as This: An Emergency Devotional.

Coming out of an evangelical background I've had to rethink my ideas of Christian unity.

Today's reading, "One Body", or Hold onto Unity, is incredibly thought- and hope-provoking.

A couple snippets:

"Conversations over different interpretations of the faith, advocacy for peace and justice, service for the marginalized and poor, and proclamation of the gospel could not be in competition with each other. Their grounding in Christ meant that they should instead deepen and enrich each other."

"Unity is not a claim that we agree on all things, or even the hope of future agreement. Unity is a commitment to grapple with one another, rather than give one another up. Unity insists that we have something to learn from each other, and that our gifts can complement each other. Unity does not mean integrating smoothly or sweeping disagreements under the rug. Unity means curating spaces in which we can challenge one another in a spirit of love."

A link to the book for anyone interested. I highly recommend it.

I'm curious about other people's journeys.

For me, I didn't grow up in a religious household. When I became a Christian my senior year in high school I went to church with folks I knew. That was to a small baptist church in southeast Georgia. I ended up in your stereotypical First Baptist Church, was ordained and preached in various places. Pastored a small church, was an elder in a church plant. This whole time being pretty conservative, reformed, and definitely homophobic.

Mainly, church drama ran me and my wife off, and at the same time I was watching the complete silence from Christians about what was happening in our country (this was around the time of the murder of Tamir Rice, and the start of BLM).

In conversations with people not like me (ie, white and straight) I started learning a good bit. I decided a few years ago to only read theology or philosophy if it was written by a non-white person and/or not a guy. This ended up lasting a bit more than a year, and really impacted me.

I'm leaving quite a bit out, and I feel it's already too long. I'm planning to attend my first Pride event this Saturday (Savannah Pride Festival). My asked what 20 year old me would think. He'd probably hate me.

What about you? What brought you here?