It's that time of year again. Its time for graduations and the ceremonies of our lives. It is time for us to graduate from the selfish notion that we have made it on our own or from the notion that we owe whatever success we may have achieved to our own ingenuity and intelligence.
All my life I've been driven by an insatiable urge to know things -- things that have always been simply dismissed as "mysteries". I displayed early symptoms of this sociological defect when, even as a small child, the plain facts were never quite enough to thrill me.
Pastors should indeed celebrate the beauty, joy and miraculous mystery of life, but to focus on this while not tempering this with an acknowledgment of struggle, doubt and, yes, suffering, is to offer false prophecy.