It was long ago. Better, it was in the early 70’s, which is long ago. I made a decision. We all make decisions. And, I imagine, at the time it could be 20/80 in terms of accurate eyesight. And. Is this for you also? It can become 20/15 in hindsight.
The way of eyesight…deeper, the way of life.
Truth is this: I hadn’t thought about this. Period. No, I don’t think it was a mistake. Label it one of those “curiosities in the life trail.”
Back story important. I was an Associate Pastor at the First Congregational Church in Eugene, Oregon, the designated Senior Minister when the Senior Minister retired. He didn’t retire, which I learned of the promise-broken the Monday after I preached my first sermon. The agreed-upon notion we’d rotate Sundays for the homily was toileted. Bam. Hey, life happens.
The real story, though, was Eugene was in Lane County. In the 70’s Lane County was more than totally “owned” by the Democratic Party. Senator Wayne Morse was a member of our church. We became friends, much to my utter delight. I loved his irascibility, especially that he and Senator Gruening from Alaska voted AGAINST the Gulf of Tonkin resolution.
But, more important Jim Klonoski was the Chair of the Lane County Democratic Party. And the bulls-eye factor was we lived at 2774 Sorrel Way in Eugene. Not sure why, but that may be the only address I remember…and there’ve been lots of them…like I was candidating for the WPP.
Fact, a new political district was formed. It was a slam-dunk for the Democrats. I remember Jim, who was also a member of our church and a Political Science Professor at the University of Oregon, asked if I would run for the Oregon House of Representatives.
Ah, politics. I never eschewed interest in that area of life’s sordid and at times beneficial functioning. I did think about it. Then decided it would be not a good time for me to do same. Plus, practicality taking over, my future in that church was somewhere between none and forget it.
Why all this?
Because our nation smolders in political realities today. Triggered by I read this morning that the New Yorker had disinvited Bannon to speak. And Bannon now can give his version of a volcanic explosion.
What surprises me, and I guess it somehow triggered the “Eugene Option,” is how stupid of the magazine. No way. No way in a Trumpian contextual culture would they believe a disinvite would be calm water. I guess it was done for publicity.
Still, on a day after Labor Day. Still, on a day calendared as September 4, 2018, I think back on my conversation with Jim Klonoski and realize, for once in my life, I made the good, even better decision.
But, even deeper and somewhat preachy, NO MATTER the decisions we make today…if it is the Voice of Our Heart, we live with it. Well, come on. I will live with it no matter what. But, down deep, today is today…and as the KOIN radio station would bless us at the end of their morning blather, in the 1940’s, “Today well lived…”
Know how that ends? Better. Know how that is good for today, no matter the decisions you or I make?