Why a child would learn to do such is irrelevant at this juncture, it simply was a way to survive the inevitable in my mind.
I learned how to survive the loss…and to not allow many people to become that important.
When Charles Bowden died this weekend, I lost one of those people.
I didn’t have time to prepare…
I didn’t discover his writings until later in life and his words told me how ignorant I’d been up until then.
It was a gift.
“The rising of the dead means the spiritual awakening of those who have been sleeping in the graveyard of ignorance.”
He was fearless in pursuing truth, fair even to fools, coarse, harsh, lyrical, and bold….with a deep river of compassion and love for people and land flowing through it all.
The things he saw and the things that he chose to tell us crushed his soul…but he chose to see and speak no matter the cost.
“If you can write, it’s a gift, you didn’t earn it…and if you betray a gift and just use it to make money it goes away. It’s a sin to do that.”
The writers job was to speak truth to power…“no one needs court jesters except the court”.
To do less, from fear or compromise, was a rejection of a calling and a defilement of the gift.
His partner and co-author Molly Molloy:“He did it with no fear. It has to be told and he had to tell it, because if he knew it and there was that level of injustice, he would not let it stay unsaid.”
He wasn’t a professing Christian, but he understood depravity and redemption more clearly than anyone I’ve ever read outside the pages of Scripture.
He was brave, passionate, brilliant, and real and he spent his life speaking for those without a voice of their own.
He never sinned against his gift.
God help us all to do the same.
2. The loss of Bowden is the loss of a prophetic voice to me…the world has few of those left and the church ran ours out long ago.
3. People are complaining on Facebook that they are tired of people posting videos of their “ice bucket challenge”. I refuse to get tired of people trying to do something to help someone else.
4. The greatest legacy you can leave is having loved those whom you have been given, the second greatest are words that spoke truth and love to them and others. Not all of us can be gifted writers, but we can all leave those legacies behind.
5. Our words will be remembered long after we’re gone…what are you saying?
6. Good to see so many insiders coming out in the Mars Hill debacle now that it’s safe and fashionable to do so. I just wonder where all these heroes have been for the last ten years…
7. Sometimes it’s a blessing to be heartbroken…it means you still have a heart.
8. Never, never, ignore the small joys of life…in each of them is a promise of something greater and eternal.
9. “I am always an optimist. The pessimists are the liars who refuse to admit what is happening”. Bowden
10. It’s only when a giant falls that we see how small we are by comparison…because the true giants have a way of making us all believe we’re about the same size…