happy life, no wife

Jordan mentioned that we approach things with two different sets of eyes. Here’s how I understand this coming about. If you are familiar with C.S. Lewis (author of things such as Mere Christianity, The Chronicles of Narnia, and Til We Have Faces) then you might be aware that he and JRR Tolkien (author of the Lord of the Rings series) met regularly over pints in an English pub to discuss the things of the utmost importance in life as we understand it. Here are the key players in this story. God, that big mystery that you know deep down has something to do with all this stuff we can’t explain in life. This guy Jesus, whom many seem to be really aware of and they talk about Him, but yet so many people don’t care to know this guy. Hmm… Other key players. You, me, and the guy you drive behind that you get hacked at because you want to get someplace 5 minutes ago. We’re all key players. Emotion is a key player. Our minds and our thoughts and our hearts and especially our bodies and how we function in this world.

I was not in on those conversations with the men who are know my acronym. However, I would love to have been. From what I understand those two men were of different affiliations. CS Protestant, JRR Catholic. Yet they shared a pint together over brotherly love and no doubt were ticked at each other in discussion, but could always be united in love and friendship.

I’m no CS and Jordan is no JRR. However, I am Rhett and he is Jordan. And from what I understand we are capable of speaking the truth because of someone divine within that allows transformation.

Jordan and I have not really been friends for several years, ok maybe like two. Friendship probably really began one day when I may have smiled at him and asked how he was and he actually knew I cared. I never knew how to take him. He probably thought he had me figured out right away. He probably did and does and I still do not have him figured out… yet. We began meeting this past year, our senior year, on a pretty regular basis talking about the things of life that really matter. In fact all of the above key players were right int he midst. Because they’re part of the conversation. Often drove the conversation.

Sometimes we yell at each other. In love of course. I get my ears pierced, he let’s his holes heal up. He decides to participate in less of the freedoms, I choose more. He prefers to read men of old, I lean towards the one’s of new. Without hesitiation he will tell you exactly what he thinks and what you need to hear. I sit back and try to assess the necessary question to be asked and not make you feel uncomfortable. He says to me what I need to hear, when I’m afraid to tell myself. I share what I feel when he needs to think about something new. He has a cheezy grin that can win over a million. I have an ease that can put a baby to sleep.

These will be our thoughts for all who would like to read, reflect, comment on, challange us on and whatever else. We share a common position in the same organization, and we share the same giver of breath. However, we do approach things from different parts of the table. We are, however, always reaching from and for the same turkey dinner that is sitting in the middle of the table. It’s what brings us to the table. It’s what we feed from, it’s what we need for nurishment.

Please, as Jordan invited, pull up a chair. We aren’t serving pints here, but everyone has a seat at the table because ultimately we are searching for many of the same things. We just approach as Rhett, or Jordan, or fill your name in…

Welcome

Rhett

~ by jordanandrhett on August 4, 2006.