About A Sacred Path
A Sacred Path is personal. You’ll read pieces of my story, and you’ll see some of my steps along the way: purposeful, lost, and wandering, like every other human being. We are not alone on our journey of faith and doubt, of love and fear, of hope and despair. You and I are in the company of millions of imperfect people who are taking one step at a time: walking, falling down, and getting back up again, the Spirit of God with us the entire way.
A Sacred Path is confessional. My faith and doubt, my compassion and prejudice, my hope and despair, my trust and accusations—all of these are likely to end up on the posts and pages of this site, sometimes in a tempered manner, sometimes raw and vulnerable. But they are all subject to a constant dance of change that is set to a soundtrack of grace and to a chorus of prayers that sometimes only God’s spirit can utter. My prayer, both for myself and for you, the reader, is that we will surrender to that dance and let it carry us away like a current.
A Sacred Path is creative. I believe that one of the most powerful ways to achieve a relationship with the one who made us is the act of creating. The beauty, joy, and wonder of the world, given to us by an infinite God and expressed through an infinite array of love, is what I hope to point to through poetry, essays, devotional material, and other creative tidbits.
A Sacred Path is devotional. Prayer, scriptures, inspirational art, and music… I rely on all of these, even on days when God seems silent, on days when I wonder if he is really there at all—especially on those days. The good news is that God is always speaking, and, if we can learn to listen, we will hear him in unexpected places. More often than through scriptures or choirs or priests, he is speaking in the middle of our daily routines, through the brush of a cool breeze, through the song of a mockingbird, through the color-spilled sunrise, and through the humans that surround us, the people he created in his image.
A Sacred Path is intentional. We’re all walking in some direction or another. Some days we walk focused and driven toward a goal. Other times we get lost, frantically despairing that we can ever find our way back. Still other times, especially blessed times, we wander with purpose, rambling along hilltops, through forests, and over countrysides, soaking in the beauty and wonder of the world. But however we define our steps, God shares our path with us, turning the everyday into a sacrament of the sacred.
About the Author
Jason lives in southeast Tennessee with his wife and daughter. He holds a B.S. in Liberal Studies with concentrations in Literature and Writing from Lee University. His poetry and non-fiction have been published in several journals/reviews, both print and online. His photography has been exhibited and used in publications by several colleges and universities, including Trinity College in Dublin, Ireland. His online photography portfolio can be found Here. He also writes songs sometimes and doodles a lot.
Jason is a recovering fundamentalist evangelical, turned angry atheist, turned grateful mystic. He attends Emmanuel Fellowship Anglican Church in Cleveland, TN on Saturday evenings at 6:30 PM. The place is full of ragamuffins, just like him, all learning to love, and all dependent upon the reckless mercy of God. If you’re curious, you’re welcome to show up there, just as you are, whenever you’d like.