Thursday, July 26, 2012

"This Is For You Harley Guy!"


Took a little time off from this blog to kind of reflect on my journey so far. Several wonderful things have been taking place. My daughter Tiffany is really embracing the Orthodox Christian faith and absolutely adores the church that we have been attending. Just this Sunday past, she attended her first Divine Liturgy. It is really awesome to have her sitting/standing next to me at church and the talks we have about Orthodoxy are just plain old wonderful. She now has created her own blog about Orthodoxy as well. It can be found at: http://1000questionstoorthodoxy.blogspot.com/ please be sure to check it out.

I have been making many new friends and I am just overwhelmed by how gracious my new church family is. I love the diversity of the ethnic cultures represented. I am starting to learn things about Russia and Greece and other countries that I never knew.

Spiritually I feel that I am on the right track. As I have stated before, I feel a total release from my former church and the Evangelical/Charismatic doctrines and style of worship. I feel very secure along with a sense of wonder (best phrase I could come up with besides "fullness", which I wrote about before) here in the Orthodox Church. This Sunday the church is having it's "Ethnic Fair and Gift Auction" and I will be working at some of the venues. This really makes me feel accepted and I pray that I will do well and not mess anything up!

Another wonderful thing that took place happened about 3 weeks ago. You all know my story about the
 " Harley Girl " ( http://7daystillnow.blogspot.com/2012_05_01_archive.html ) well, on this particular Sunday morning I arrived at the church as usual on my motorcycle and there standing outside was my Harley Girl. She comes dashing across the parking lot waving her arms and shouting to me, " You can't go inside yet, You have to stay here, Billy (that's her Husband) told me not to let you go in!" "Oh, boy now what's up?" I said to myself.  "Billy told me not to let you go inside the church until he gets here!" she said.

She then yells out   "BILLY! HE"S HERE!!!"

Now I am not sure what the medical/anatomical connection is between a human being's ears and eyes, but the decibel level that came out of that girl's throat caused me not only some temporary hearing loss, but short term blindness as well!

So as I am squinting and looking at various colors of spots before my eyes I somehow pick up the image of a man with something clutched in his right hand, pointed directly at me. And, he is coming at full speed towards me. My "self-preservation mode" is just about to kick in, when, my eyes clear and my hearing returns and I see Billy "thrust" his right hand at me and says, " This is for you Harley Guy!"

As I rode home that day, after the Divine Liturgy and some wonderful conversation at the Agape Coffee Hour at the church, I had a "hank-er-ing" for another cup of coffee. So I pulled into a Wawa store (Wawa is a chain convenience store in our area here in N.J., you know the kind,  a gas station and food shop). Now usually I hang around the store where my bike is parked and drink my coffee, as it is a bit difficult to ride a bike with one hand. But that day, it became a bit easier. As I left the Wawa, I must have been quite the sight, riding down the road,  with a stupid smile on my face. I get that smile every time I look down at my chrome cup holder and see the awesome "Stainless Steel Harley Davidson Travel Coffee Mug" that Billy and the Harley Girl gave me that Sunday morning at church.

So, as I take a sip out my new mug, just let me say, "Billy and Linda (Harley Girl) this one's for you!"
Thanks and God Bless you both!!



P.S. When Billy gave me the mug he said, "I noticed you had a cup holder on your Harley, but I didn't see no cup, now you got one!




Friday, July 6, 2012

"Wherever I End Up, I Guess..."



Man in car: "Taking a trip?" 
Bronson: "What's that?"
Man in car: "Taking a trip?" 
Bronson: "Yeah."
Man in car: "Where to?" 
Bronson: "Oh, I don't know. Wherever I end up, I guess." 
Man in car: "Man, I wish I was you." 
Bronson: "Well, hang in there."

The light turns green at the intersection of Lombard St. and Van Ness Ave., in San Francisco and Jim Bronson opens the throttle on his 1968 Harley Davidson Sportster and rides off to find, what is out there on the long lonesome highway, while Randall Justaman, the guy in the car goes about his normal daily routine.

Now most of us know that it is the exploits of Bronson that people want to hear about. The carefree spirit out on the road, no schedules to follow, nobody to please, but himself. If he wants to have an ice cream cone for breakfast and wash it down with a Yoo-Hoo followed by a Twinkie, so be it! 

Yet, we are more like Randy Justaman are we not? Routines, commitments, the daily grind and I am not talking about coffee!
Funny thing, is, as I write this, I can't help but think, that somehow a big bunch of us seem to think that there is something wrong with "routine!"

"It's Boring!"
"Un-inspiring!"
"Dull, dull, dull"

"Hey Jim! How's it going?"  "Oh, same old, same old." Tell me that's not a familiar question and response (well except for the name Jim if you happen to have a different handle)

"Another day, another dollar!"   " Same story, different day!"   " Off to the salt mines!"  blah, blah, woof! woof!

But.......

There is a "grace" that comes through when you are practicing the "right routines". That's what I am finding now.
I never felt it before, but I do now.

Like Bronson, I started this "trip" with the destination being "wherever I end up, I guess."
But I am finding that the "right routines " lead a person to the "right destination and a right relationship with God's Church and ultimately  with God." I am finding all of this in Orthodoxy.

Bless the Lord.