Re: The Living Word Fellowship, The Walk, John Robert Stevens
Date: January 07, 2019 11:38AM
a few days before easter in 2017 i entertained the notion to visit shiloh for the sunday morning passover/easter service. i called shiloh to ask about the service's time and whether or not i would be welcome to attend. i recollect, but perhaps inaccurately, that i spoke with chuck rogness and was assured that i was most welcome. and as it turned out, that was exactly the case. prior to the service, i was greeted and i greeted in return, by dozens of folks that i had not seen or spoken with for decades. now one has to admit that having a nickname like "pretty boy" embellishes one with some degree of novelty. at no time and i mean no time, not in any instance, was i ever treated by anyone by any sense of disrespect, disregard, dismay or annoyance. i was embraced in same fashion in which they embrace each other. during the worship service, jody rogness came to stand beside me and gave me a warm embrace - i could i not feel warmed? afterwards, i was treated to a tour by one who was there at my first days in iowa. and following, was invited to a family get together and meal. a few weeks later, i was invited to a movie about the 6 days war (1967 - israel) in iowa city by one of the members of that family. given the present givens, i have chosen to divulge no names other than the rogness'.
y'all know that saying - "keeping a long story short" - well, i am certainly not very good at that. after all, i'm an iowan at heart. so barry, i went to the store on tuesday; no, it could not have been tuesday because i had to go to the dentist that day; wait, it wasn't the dentist it was the florist because my wife wanted me to pick up some roses; wait, it wasn't roses, it was daisies, i'm sure of it. and then the other day, wait it wasn't the other day it was the day before the other day, she told me to return the daisies because one of the flower's petals was wilted on the edges; wait, was it rather the stem was wilted and not the petals.
i love iowa and it is not needful for me to try to identify what forces brought me here, whether those forces or force were god's will, total random spinning of the wheel, cosmological karma or the moon's pull on my internal tide. but i do know that had i never crossed paths with the living word church in my life's journey it is highly suspect that life would have found me here.
ps - i may not get around to the 2 other posts i had intended to post at the outset of this one, but i'll try but time to take a short brake, i mean break