Random Thoughts…But….Maybe Not?

This will be all over the park…results of some meditative/reflective moments during this inbetween time. That is, before all boxes are empty [ha, wishful thinking/planning, right?] and the internet has been installed completely. Oh, most of the system is set, but making sense of my new laptop won’t happen right away. Guess my flip-phone and 8 year old Windows Mail aren’t what is really needed. Sigh.

Thoughts neither sequential nor connected…just some observations.

When you can and it’s genuine, recognize the goodness in others…even if you don’t speak Spanish. “Gracius” works just fine. Did I spell that correctly?

If you are in need or have wishes or have an unchecked mark on your fishing bucket list, if you want the best guides/friends around, contact Chris Vertopoulos in Portland, Matthew Krane in Breckenridge and Bryan Austill in Dillon, Colorado, John Koenig in Rockport, Washington and/or Bob Ball in Forks, Washington. Tell them I recommended your call. No, it won’t result in a reduced rate, but it will mean they’ll know I haven’t forgotten them. Nor will I in months/years/decades about to arrive. I know how to check on fly-rods for the airlines.

If you need anything for your computer-world, contact Best Buy. For years, now pushing two decades, they have been the best for me. No matter the location. Sharp, helpful, knowledgeable, supportive.

Don’t delete your empathy-link when dealing with an overworked Post Office or the time delay waiting for your RX at Walgreen’s. Take a few “be-patient” pills. It works!

The novel is about to start…the more I think about it the harder life will become for Tricia Gleason in her next adventure…make that misadventure. She will decline a 2nd seminary year in Berkeley, become a licensed minister in Snoqualmie, Washington and learn…at a glacial flow pace…there IS someone out to be creative and damaging to her…to the point of Tricia becoming breathless. Yes, she’ll have some good moments when sermons are appreciated and hospital visits go from timely to healing. With that, though, she’ll find mediocrity with some clergy around her…and worse, some parishioners who believe her back story is from the pages of Stephen King, given that murders have happened. As most of you realize from your personal back stories, it’s harder than hard to move beyond the untoward…yet it does happen. Still trying to figure that out for Tricia…but, there’s no clock on the writing pace. Of course this is a fiction murder/mystery novel…or is it? Only the Shadow knows.

If you are in the greater Seattle area and are seeking a church community, I have two suggestions. The first is…consider the Congregational Church On Mercer Island. It was my last interim…with the Mercer Island folk…goodness, they are the most caring and faithful folk. We had a great time for the 14 months, concluding March 1…they now are blessed with a new pastor, Roberta Rominger, whose pastoral and preaching skills are excellent. Most, though, to affirm and celebrate is the church membership. They are great. They prioritize understanding over judgment and their offer to help never lacks action. The other Seattle-area church I’d recommend is Tibbetts United Methodist Church in West Seattle. One of my dearest friends, who’s also a clergy colleague, is pastor of that congregation, Joanne Carlson Brown. She is pastoral, prophetic and the great combination of knowledge and application is such a gift. She also matches her wisdom with courage…more than respectful. She’s present and relevant. And it may be there’s no good theological or biblical book she hasn’t read.

The unpacking continues…but today a plethora of hopes that are strong expectations, given our cars have arrived, toll tags are working and family gatherings started last night. Plus, in the modest way I can manage, my lingo has small adjustments, the most obvious of which is “hello” now is “howdy.”

But deeper than deep, I am a grateful guy—and hopefully will experience the friendliness of being in Texas. Neighbors more than greet us…they bring appetizing goodies…and I noted…when driving in the greater Austin area since Wednesday and someone turns in your lane in front of you, they wave their appreciation. Seattle could learn from them.

About Mark H Miller

Diane and I live in Leander, Texas. This past June 17, 2015 I celebrated the 49th anniversary of my ordination. We returned to Texas after three years in Washington, during which I served as interim minister in Bellevue/Eastgate and Mercer Island. Am planning to begin a 5th novel that will have my protagonist, Tricia Gleason, serve a year in licensed ministry in Snoqualmie, Washington. The novel, "The Lemon Drop Didn't Melt," will find Tricia wrestling with ministry challenges. None of which more daunting than someone wanting her breathing to stop. All the published novels are available on Amazon and Amazon Kindle under Mark Henry Miller. A primary goal in our return to Texas is to make sure grandchildren get lots of attention--here and in Chicago and Washington, D.C. Traveling is definitely an activity that will not slow down. With that, of course, fishing will happen. To that the t-shirt is apt, "I fish; therefore I am." In addition to novels, the book of Blogs, "Voice Of My Heart," is also available on Amazon.
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