In which Marvin recounts the cosmic backlash to his recent post about spiritual warfare--skeletons in the closet, sex demons in his bed and the Memorial Day frontal assault!
Last night I performed Transfigurations-Transgressing Gender in the Bible at Imago Dei Metropolitan Community Church in Glen Mills, PA (about 15 miles outside of Philly). I had a diverse audience of about 45 people -- college students, Quakers, straight, bi, trans and lesbian, young and old. I took my time with the piece maintaining a gentle meditative pace. For the ending when I reveal the identity of the narrator, I had instructed the light tech to dim the lights. Then as the closing music swelled, I asked her to raise the lights to their brigthest intensity. With the music playing, I exited. Always (up until last night) at this point the audience applauds, I wait 5 seconds then come out to take a bow. Last night I exited and then nothing. No one clapped. They sat quietly as the music played. I stood back stage puzzled, baffled. Now what do I do? Wait? Go out anyway? And I wondered for a moment, Did they hate it? Did I confuse them? Offend them? Bore them into a coma? After what ...
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I'm sorry you feel that way about your ex. I understand that it's painful to see him again, but he must have been surprised to get such an angry reaction from you.
Maybe if you hadn't been looking for demons everywhere, you, him and your mum might have spent a nice afternoon together. Does being a Christian mean you're not allowed to have a good time with people who you know, and who know you, and who obviously care about you in some way?
Here's me praying that you will learn to let go of your demons, superstitions and fear, and learn to just live your life as you were meant to.
Love,
Willie
The friendship bore fruit, though. He was there for me in some very crucial moments, and I was able to minister to him in some of his struggles and remained part of his family.
I was heartbroken when he died (44 is too young). I know it's not possible or healthy for a lot of folks to be friends after breaking up, but I was richly blessed by working through my anger at Brian, learning to stop de-humanizing him, and being a friend while I had the chance.
Whatever happens, I'm sure you know what's best for you. I just wish you peace, my friend...
It's good to catch up with your little war, although I have a bizarre hunch that rebuking your mother may have been taking it a little over the top. I like what nillo said about figuring out why you feel so strongly about your SSA's. Perhaps it's time to sit down and take a deep, honest look at the real reason behind your zealousness.
j.