Guilty pleasures. Are there any guilt-free ones? I mean real pleasure is never free. My latest one is listening to exhaustion to the Ryan Adams’ The winding wheel (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U9WstQOsO2Q ; it starts at min 3.42).
The price I pay for it is the risk I am taking every evening to fall into an old and dear habit of mine which is robbing the depression of its best feature: the ability to open the door to the world of lost causes.
One of them is the unused potential of the christian way of life a way as it is commonly perceived without going into the details of belonging to a specific gathering.
I have always wondered why do they have to fence it into a certain social frame (the visible side of the church), a clearly defined hope (to go to heaven), a poorly expressed love (the bubble of preaching from a high place) and sell it as the original product? Where does the other goods go? The dreams of having someone to love and be loved unconditionally ? The simple pleasures of laughing, talking, doubting, crying, drawing, playing with children and even falling into my darling melancholy without feeling the need to fit any of these into a man-made christianesque doctrine? Can we have them simply as human beings? Pretty please?
According to Sam 
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Sam is talking again about his favourite topic: the non-ecclesial version of Christian normality.
As always, it is a pleasure engaging with his candid reflections. Enjoy!
i guess because it is institutionalised? but they should still have something called agape meetings – at least here there are in some places. although their ”place” is rather (or fairly) in that church made of two or three that each choose. maybe the church is not to supply every need. only its community, which can be outside the walls of the church. at least this is my conclusion for some time now. i don’t think it can offer that, the cases are rare – although very welcome. or maybe you were not necessarily thinking about the ~what’s inside the walls~?
correction: that each chooses. :d
Ah no, this is just my frustration turned into ramblings without a clear message, frustration caused by the neverending ways of going round the simple christian message of love. Within walls and outside them.