I loaned a copy of Dan Wakefield’s spiritual memoir Returning to a friend, who dropped it off at my office yesterday. I found myself looking at some of the dog ears I occasionally create as markers for quotes. (Always and only with paperbacks for those who care to know) And I saw this one. Sometimes what moved me once, doesn’t make near as much sense the next time I look. Here’s one that does…
For any of us who return to faith, whatever that faith might be, the process is not a static one, not a single act in which by joining a church or synagogue we have completed our search but rather, such an action means we’re beginning it again. “Returning” to me does not just mean “going back” to something but rather, re-turning as in “turning again,” for the process is continuous and lifelong, a constant renewal and discovery. It is not a comfortable excuse for hiding out in old certitudes, but rather a constant pushing forward to test one’s belief and use it, a challenge to respond to an interior pull as instinctive as tropism toward whatever source for each individual is the light.
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