I forgot the "F" word............

 Joe, my  Sunday School teacher, emailed to tell me I forgot the “F” word…I am very appreciative of his catch and I also chuckled…. I mean, those who know me would be shocked that I forgot the “F” word and in its various iterations. 

 

This alphabet is becoming quite the comedy of errors…mercy….

My Aunt Florence, she the librarian and lover and gifter of great books, would have each of her nieces and nephews when turning age 4 stand before her and count to one-hundred and recite the alphabet.  To do so successfully earned you $1.  

After this alphabet fiasco, I’m beginning to think I should refund the money….

 

F = FREEDOM 

I will be free of the inner critic who makes me feel and act small.  

 

 

My youngest nephew is a scholar of all things J.R.R. Tolkein.  He’s read the books and seen all the movies multiple times, he named his dogs after characters: Pippin, Finn; when he and his wife were expecting their first child, he wanted to name the kid “something that is unique.”  We were expecting the child to be named Gandalf or perhaps some Elfin name of which we could only identify in symbols.

 

Tolkein, born January 3 was a buddy of C.S. Lewis and with him formed the writing group, The Inklings.” As is true of most with the experiences of war, Tolkein was impacted by his service in World War I. 

One of the first books I received as a young reader was THE HOBBIT and I, like billions of others, was energized and enthralled by all the movies (The Lord of the Rings, The Two Towers, The Return of the King) and they maintain their magic of being ones rewatched with ease and maintained enjoyment. 

For me what draws me to Tolkein’s tales are the sense of a group of persons who should not fit nor work well together, managing to do just that and to en-COURAGE, journey beside and battle together whatever “dragons” and evil wizards encountered. This sense has always been what calls me to my work in congregations, community organizing and collective efforts to build and expand the shared common good and beloved community. Oh, and I’m also a fan of “second breakfasts.”