BY REV. DAVID MERRITT |
In a sense, we are products of our environment, even when we choose to move beyond those confines or cultural settings. As a member of the Baby Boomer crew, my understanding of life is mired in the post-war era and the unbridled hope of the 60’s and beyond. But as the old song says, I wonder “have I stayed too long at the fair?”
So, it is with a sense of personal satisfaction, and fear of the unknown, that I submit my final blog post. No, I don’t have anything wrong with me… No, I am not giving up… What I am doing (you may ask) is taking some time for personal reflection and trying to glean from these years of retirement a better understanding of what is to come.
Younger voices and other folks need to share their feelings, their perception, perhaps the content of their discussion with others over coffee, in future editions of our provincial blog. Even with our best efforts, I have found that we often do not embrace the reality right in front of our eyes. And when it is all said and done, I believe our choices flow from two fountains: nature and nurture. So, in the coming months, I hope others from different eras than mine might find the courage to share from their experiences.
What does that mean to you? Well, for me I would love to meet folks that have read my blog posts or at least have an e-mail encounter with them. My contact information will be listed at the bottom of this blog post. I will be looking forward to other challenges and facing the ultimate embrace of the unknown. In both my personal and professional life as a pastor, leader or dean over the past forty years, I still have life goals to pursue.
Finally, I wish all of you the best in your journeys, and I wish and pray for the insight to live in the here and now as one who has been blessed in so many ways. Go in peace, friend traveler. And as you go, go with a song in your heart!
About the author
The Rev. David Merritt is a retired Pastor, former Dean, Outreach Director, and Chaplain, but he’s “papa” according to his grand-kids. David loves God, Laurel Ridge, and his family. He has enough sense to get out of the rain but prefers raindrops anyway.
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