In the western world the altar we most regularly must crawl off of is that of self. It may not be be gilded or fashioned but it is an altar nonetheless. And it is the most precarious sort because it is easier to hide than altars which posses shape, tangibility and physicality.
Here’s a link to an article I wrote for my church’s newsletter, The Branch, summarizing my thoughts from my Lenten fast (page 11): http://www.stbs.net/mediafiles/branchmay10web.pdf
“It’s not the long walk home that will change this heart,
But the welcome I’ll receive with the restart.”
–Mumford & Sons, Roll Away Your Stone
I’m currently in Australia for a work trip and have the rare gift of a weekend to explore Sydney. I decided to spend my Saturday hiking Wentworth Falls in the the Blue Mountains, a few hours to the west of the city. Here are some highlights:
The Tasmanian guide was so knowledgeable and he’s in the recently released documentary, Drive, http://www.drive.org.au/. Hope to have a chance to view it soon.