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Shepherds and Knuckleheads Gather once again

Posted on May 12, 2008 | Leave a comment

7:00pm Bend Brewing Company Tonight

Gathering once again we wonder together over the questions… the juicy ones… the questions that we don’t get the permission to ask, but perhaps we ponder more often than we care to admit. Questions that keep us awake at night. Questions that we keep coming back to and our answers keep changing when we are up and when we are down.

Our Bard for the evening, Bruce Schweitzer will give us the invitation into the question of the evening… and a rich one it is.
There will be story… there will be beer. Guests from Seattle, Portland… parker, our founding knucklehead will be joining in the hosting | priesting | holding of the space.

If you have written anything that you may feel inclined to share, bring it along… our space is open and safe enough for sharing.

So bring yourself… and bring any others who might feel so inclined to BE with us.
May you find your shepherd-ness in the midst of the knucklehead,
Nate

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Shepherd and the Knucklehead, Bend… take 1

Posted on February 12, 2008 | 4 Comments

While it’s fresh… new… I’ll write about how our kick-off of The Shepherd and the Knucklehead went. This may sound a bit obscure, mysterious, and rather disjointed. Maybe because it is difficult to describe something that is so rich and so deep as what happened at the Bend Brewing Company last night. As I said in an email,

“To have this space in a pub, over a few beers, with the freedom to ask questions that really matter. Questions that we wonder about, but we’re not really sure of the answers… well, there is just not really any other place to be able to do this. there’s not anything like it.”

It’s like ripples, echoes, rustling… as I look back on it. To hear Kristy pouring her heart out in song lifted us to another level, or maybe brought us down to a deeper, more root level, of feeling. We were ready, hungry, eager to share, listen, and really live in these questions… together. The stories, the sharing, the openness together was another world, one where it didn’t matter if we knew a bunch about Jesus, if we were men, women, from church, not from church, rich, poor, atheist, or just not sure about anything. Yet… at the same time it mattered more than we could imagine… because it was our voice we were sharing. It was our selves we shared… at the very root of it. Our stories mattered and changed the way the conversations happened.

Magical. That’s the best way I can think of it. The Wild Goose.Spirit settling on us taking us up and taking us together.

Then again, maybe things just feel more at home and relaxed over a few good beers. Could be both, I suppose.

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