Following up on my previous post.
I exchanged a couple more emails with Bill Bohline (lead pastor at Hosanna) about Hosanna's stance toward same-sex marriage. The tone in each of his replies became progressively dismissive. Realizing that emails were a poor vehicle for voicing my concerns I emailed him asking if I could have 30 minutes of his time to discuss the matter. What I wanted was to sit down with him and together watch Greg Boyd's video.
My email to him:
I would like 30 minutes of your time please. I'm available Tuesday after 2:00 or any time Friday.
His response to me:
Kevin, you have had more than 30 minutes of my time in this last week.
And that was that. Not even a "sincerely, Pastor Bill" ...just his curt response.
I was left with the overriding feeling that he has little time for anybody who dares to challenge him and I sensed absolutely none of Christ's love in his words in either his last email or those previous. Just lip-service in that regard. Very disappointing to me.
One thing I never really touched on in all of this talk about Hosanna's embracing of the Marriage Amendment is that this really isn't Hosanna's place to stick their nose. Church doctrine should't be influencing our public positions. I can only imagine the outcry we'd hear if Muslims, Hindus or Buddhists suddenly wanted their beliefs written into our constitution.
That's how I see it.
And with that my time at Hosanna, more than 15 years, comes to a close. I never envisioned this playing out as it did but now that it has I really can't see myself going back there. I've been drifting further and further from feeling that I belong there for some time. So much for my dreams of being the main go-to guy for keeping the grounds mowed in my retirement but that's okay because maybe there's a more important calling for me.
I took Tuesday off from work to meet with a doctor near St Cloud to discuss stem-cell treatment for my knees. Before he can make any recommendation about the procedure and what benefits I might expect, my doctor wants me to work hard on getting my hamstrings loosened. Tight hamstrings are a very common problem for cyclists and until I get mine back to something more normal there's really no point in considering any other fix for the pain in my knees. My tight hamstrings will only reverse whatever improvements the stem-cell therapy provides because as the doctor explained to me, the patella of both knees is having a difficult time tracking correctly so long as I've got a combination of strong quadriceps with weak/tight hamstrings. He said that it's entirely possible that much of my knee pain will go away once I achieve the flexibility I need throughout my legs. I'm meeting with a therapist Wednesday morning who specializes in cycling related injuries.
We had such a nice time in the studio at Foci last Thursday. The furnace serving our bench was late getting turned on so while it was getting up to temperature we had some time to hang out and watch some of the other artists. We chatted with Peter Zelle and watched him work his magic with some tumblers. He has a different style than we're used to seeing so it was nice to watch and learn. Like many of the artists there he was so helpful in answering our questions. Tammy spent most of her time working on Christmas ornaments after getting a quick demo from Liz. She's another favorite artist of ours at the studio.
I drove by Mom's Friday afternoon to drop off some flowers and wine but she wasn't home. She turned 84 yesterday. On the way back home I stopped at KwikTrip to gas up my truck and I found her there filling her Escort. She really is the Energizer Bunny. Tammy and I were able to make it over to her house last night and spend a couple hours with her. It was a nice time and we had her laughing, ribbing her about her love of Fox News. Rachel called while we were there to wish her a happy birthday so in a sense we were all there with her.
It looks like our warm temps are done for the year. In another lifetime when I was a runner I'd run outdoors no matter how cold it got without any concerns for staying warm enough. It seemed I was always more worried about overheating on a run than anything. My walks will be a different animal entirely considering my heart-rate never gets elevated enough to generate the warmth I'll need to remain out there for very long when the real cold stuff arrives. But by that time I'll be answering the call of my Mukluk. I can't wait!
I enjoyed a nice walk late Friday afternoon in western Lakeville on my Murphy Hanrehan loop. There wasn't much of a breeze and with a temp in the mid to upper 30's it made for nice conditions to be out there. My new battery in my Droid Bionic showed little signs of wear during the 3 hours I was out walking putting it through its paces listening to podcasts the entire time.
I'm officially declaring the War on Leaves, 2012 to be over. Now you see them, now you don't!
Craig Natvig pulled the plug last Wednesday and retired after 30+ years in the trenches as a controller. Always easy going and as competent as anybody to ever don a headset. He went out in style wearing a sport-coat to work on Monday, a suit-coat on Tuesday and a Tux on Wednesday. I went out to his place for a couple hours Friday night for his retirement party. It was a nice time and it gave me a chance to chat with some other recently retired controllers and get a feel from them for what retirement life is like. I'm actually trying not to think too much about it but sometimes I just can't help it. 423 dtg!
Scenes from Friday's walk in and near Murphy Hanrehan Park Reserve...
Murphy Hanrehan Park Reserve from kevin gilmore on Vimeo.
Sunday, November 4, 2012
Following up on my previous post.