Growing up

As I am looking forward to another thanksgiving as an adult, I started to think about growing up. I started to think about a discussion we once had in a youth ministry class back in college. I remember talking about how in America we don’t have very many rites of passage. In our groups we were trying to think of ways to incorporate rites of passage into ministry. I thought about the state of the world. I have to admit I have sort of lost much of my faith in humanity over the last few weeks. That, though, is a different story for a different day. Anyway the reason i was thinking about all of this was because I don’t quite feel like an adult. I started to think that this is true for many if not all of us. I was watching a movie, well there isn’t anything new about that. But the movie’s character who is an adult went home. She went because she wasn’t feeling herself, and scared. I started to think about how it felt to be a child. I remember being lost a couple of times. I hated being lost. Not knowing if i would see people I knew and loved, and loved me. Not knowing where to go. Maybe i just take things a little too seriously sometimes. I feel maybe that we all feel like lost lonely little kids in a big scary world. We all put on the tough exterior and we all pretend to be strong and courageous, but we are internally feeling like lost scared and lonely little children looking for our place in this world to call home. Madeline L’Engle once said, “The great thing about getting older is that you don’t lose all the other ages you’ve been.” I think this is very true about ourselves. We do collect our ages. I think we are all of our ages all at the same time so we never really lose who we were when we were 5 or so on. I think this may have to do with the lack of rites of passage in our culture. Anyway whatever it may be I know one thing is the same. We all are looking for some place to call home. Some place to belong to feel loved. hmm just some thoughts today…

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