Day 002/100. What kind of Christian am I? (An Introduction)

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I identify as Christian. Alternatively, I identify as a Christian. At the simplest level “Christian” to me means no more and no less than “a follower of Jesus Christ.” But life isn’t simple. Because there are billions of people who have called themselves Christian and—as a testament to God’s unlimited creativity—each one of those billions understands or understood how they are Christian in their own, idiosyncratic way.

So, it’s not enough for me to say that I am a Christian. I’ve got to talk about what kind of Christian I am.

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Day 000/100. One hundred days of reflections

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Inspired by the #100DayProject and missing the regular discipline I had while writing my “Faith seeking understanding” series, I have decided to create 100 reflections on 100 consecutive days on whatever subject strikes me as interesting to write about. Like my previous series, “Faith seeking understanding,” I will probably explore themes of identity and faith, as well as creativity and vocation.

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Reflection 003. Learning to love my mother, learning to love the world

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Life happens.

I’m writing early today because my mother is sick. She’s sicker than she’s letting on, and so I will be going to spend time with her today and perhaps, stay the night.

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Book Review: Light Fell by Evan Fallenberg

Light Fell

Light Fell by Evan Fallenberg

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

I thoroughly enjoyed this book as I did his later work The Parting Gift. So many good reviews have been written about this book on Goodreads that I’m not entirely sure what new to say at this point. It is refreshing to read about a gay man in middle age and a gay story that focuses on the attempt at reconciliation with a family, rather than the oft-told stories of young gay men being estranged from their families. I hope for m ore literature like this; it shows a maturing of the genre as all of us, G-d willing, will mature.

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Book Review: Light Fell by Evan Fallenberg

Faith seeking understanding #037: On not breaking the chain

Faith seeking understanding, my personal journey towards a deeper knowledge of and intimacy with God, the cosmos, humanity and myself through thoughts, words and (occasionally) images, is a series of [hopefully] daily reflections I’m writing with the purpose of publishing something on a regular basis for others to read, either here, at joncarllewis.com or among my writings at Medium.com.

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Yesterday was a false alarm. Today is the real thing. I’ve spent the whole day in bed, most of it asleep, most of my waking time trying to decide whether I was too hot or too cold, wondering when or if my headache was going to let up. Today was the real sick day; yesterday was just a warmup. I feel terrible.

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Faith seeking understanding #033: On approaching the blank page with fear and trembling

Faith seeking understanding, my personal journey towards a deeper knowledge of and intimacy with God, the cosmos, humanity and myself through thoughts, words and (occasionally) images, is a series of [hopefully] daily reflections I’m writing with the purpose of publishing something on a regular basis for others to read, either here, at joncarllewis.com or among my writings at Medium.com.

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Now comes the scary part: facing the blank page. I wonder to myself why it should be so, that after over a month of showing up, being true, cranking out the words… that approaching the blank page fills me with so much fear and not a little dread. Is it true what Steven Pressfield asserts in The War of Art? That resistance never gives up? Given my experience of the past few weeks, I can safely say that—at least for me—the fear of the blank page doesn’t go away.

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