Sifting through the sands of time

In these very hot days of summer, I look out from my air conditioned space with gratitude for the cool air, aware of so many people who have to sweat out the heat.

I face the unenviable task of going through boxes of papers and old records. We’ve been throwing things out right and left, but still have so much stuff.

Foster’s Celebration of Discipline has a chapter on simplicity that’s very helpful. He’s a bit phobic when it comes to asceticism. While that can be overdone and legalistic, it’s entirely possible to take an ascetic’s view of life consistent with Christianity.

While we consider making a move, we’re slapped in the face with how expensive Continuing Care communities are. I’m sure the founders of these places never imagined $100,000 entry  and $4000-$5000 monthly fees. I’m also sure many elders won’t be able to afford them. We certainly can’t.

But I have to admit, along with anxiety, I feel a sense of adventure. I’ve always wanted to simplify my life. Most of the world lives on much, much less. Certainly Jesus did. Why can’t we?

In my sifting through papers, I found a folder of dramatic monolgues I’ve presented to churches through the years. I’m going to submit these for publication, fool that I am. It probably is a useless exercise, but it’ll be fun. Lillenas is a great publisher of dramatic materials for church. Since all these have been performed, I can submit them.