If there was ever a day that I realized how little I really know and how much more I need to know it was today. Yeah, I know I had theology classes some odd number of eons ago, but that's really beside the point. As we old poots are always ready to say, "I've forgotten more than other folks know!" The problem is that I've let myself remove things to some moldy, dusty corner of my mind and I've forgotten the filing system to pull it back up. I guess I'm going to have to sit down and do some serious reading for a bit and forget watching the TV.
That being said I did enjoy the classes. I love the sacraments. Communion has always been special, I could do it more often and it wouldn't loose the mystery and awe. There is that incredible sense of and knowledge that God is right in the middle of this. That you are taking part in something that every Christian in the world does in one form or another. What an amazing connection.
I realize folks have a lot of issues about baptism, but that really isn't what its about for me. It's that connection with God's people and that expression of faith. It is such a powerful grace thing. I wish I had the right words to explain what an emotional act it is for me, but for now just take my word.
In the Creed class we were asked to write our own creed at our table. Between four of us it wasn't easy. You get a sense of how difficult it must have been when they put the various creeds together to get the wording just right. Did you know that there is no United Methodist Creed? I didn't know that until today. We accept a number of creeds and they're in our hymnal, but we don't have one. I guess they figured out how hard it was to put one together before we did.
Maybe I kinda worry that I'll learn the mystery out of it all. Naw, ain't gonna happen.