For those of you who have followed by blog over the years, I sincerely apologize if I have caused you metaphysical whiplash. But here I go again.
I have been thinking a lot about the book Naked Spirituality again, specifically winter. I won’t bore you with my substandard summary. But I will say that McLaren in his book is describing a state where your spirituality has been stripped bare and you are left in a wide open landscape.
Having obliterated most of the remnants of my religious upbringing, I find myself looking at a barren landscape. But least you think this is an uncomfortable locale, let me assure you this is a happy space.