Today is Friday, the 23rd of January. I was originally supposed to go to the March for Life in DC, but climate and other factors precluded that happening, so I am home basically catching up on some rest. One of the things I have been doing is a bit of personal reassessment this past couple of weeks. I have mentioned before that I am experiencing a bit of discontentment that has been a constant companion since about mid-2020, and with all that has occurred over the past two years, it has grown somewhat. I am frankly living in a place I feel out-of-place in, and I also am working at a job that has been disappointing in its expectations. As a defense mechanism, I have begun turning inward, and it seems that around this time of year that seems to happen. I think often of the person I was, who I am now, and wonder if I can recapture some of my former self and restore a little. One of those areas is my music collection. I wanted to briefly talk about that now.
You will notice that last year I didn't do a music collection update because a lot of my world was shaken up the previous year, and although I still have a decent collection, the dynamics of it have changed. I am now amassing a lot of digital recordings I am saving on flash drives, and with those I have maybe 60% of my old collection recovered and will be adding some more later in the year if things permit. I still have a decent-sized record collection, as I did manage to salvage my boxed sets, and that is approximately 400 vinyl albums. My CD collection is much smaller, at around maybe 200 or so at this point, and I am not planning on buying as many of those now given that it is so much easier and manageable to have a music collection in a more compact form, which includes practically thousands of vintage recordings on small flash drives, the total which I can hold in the palm of my hand. There are companies now that specialize almost exclusively in digital downloads, and one of the major ones I have come across is a British music dealer called Presto Music. I have bought from them before at great success, and they actually do have almost everything I used to have available as digital downloads now, and in time I will get those from them. I have sincere doubts that I will find everything I used to have, as my old collection was pretty impressive, but I have made some good headway in the past year. I have a few CDs, for instance, on the radar that I will eventually purchase, and there are a few vinyl items that have never been released either as digital downloads or as CD reissues that I can find either through Ebay or in the local thrift stores. At any rate, I am looking to have the collection of my dreams still, but in a format that I can carry with me anywhere and will not require a separate moving van to transport. This is the second time I have lost a complete physical collection of music, and I am at the age that I cannot stand if that happens again. I also am slowly recovering my library of books too, as those are essentially the tools of my trade. Sitting behind me is a shelf on which I have several dozen volumes I have recovered (when we moved from Hagerstown last year, I only had seven or eight books), and the fortunate thing about books is that they are relatively affordable to get on most platforms such as Amazon. While I am in this particular place I live now however, I am not planning on a huge library yet because again that would require the logistics of moving it, and that could prove challenging. I do however have a core remnant of my old life with me, the most important parts, and that has helped tremendously. And, having a decent salary as an educator helps too. I will still recall October 1st as the anniversary of my music collection (44 years now - wow!) but I also feel like I am evolving somewhat. And, that leads me to some other personal reflexive observations.
32 years ago at this time was a wonderful time for me - it was 1994, and I was still in my early 20s and was really passionate about working with Armenians and Assyrians. That was also the year I decided to leave Pentecostalism for something more structured, and I want to recap that story a bit now. I was only two years into my marriage then, and I was also in my sophomore year at Southeastern University in Lakeland, and it was a time fraught with both excitement and challenges. The excitement was Armenians and Assyrians for me, as well as beginning my involvement with what was called the Convergence Movement then. To recap what this was, Convergence was a movement that had begun around the mid-1980s with a number of Evangelicals and Pentecostals who started to understand that something was missing in their own religious traditions, so they began to dig into early Church documents. This led to some interesting journeys for many of us who were involved - some, such as the former Campus Crusade for Christ ministers who pioneered this movement, would in time become Eastern Orthodox. Others, such as Robert Webber, who was perhaps one of the main architects of the movement, would take an Anglican road. Still others, such as Randall Adler and Wayne Boosadha, would go onto organize with other like-minded individuals new communions such as the Charismatic Episcopal Church and the Evangelical Episcopal Communion. As a participant in all this myself, I sort of fell into the middle of all this, as at around the same time Convergence was becoming a thing, there were also some very high-profile converts to the Catholic Church such as Dr. Scott Hahn, and I read their stories. The journey itself began for me sometime around 1993, and it would culminate on Easter 2000 when I was received into the Catholic Church myself. That 7 years saw me gaining my Bachelor's degree, as well as doing a slow transition from a Pentecostal to a fairly traditionalist-leaning Catholic, and although I have told snippets of that story before, I want to take a pause here and talk about what the Convergence movement was, as some people may not be as familiar with it.
The term "Convergence" is one that describes the evolution of individual Christians from free-church Evangelicals to fully sacramental Christians with a deeper respect for Tradition and ritual, and I need to explain how the idea works. Many of us - myself included - knew we were Christians, but there was always this nagging thing that many of us felt in which something was missing in the way that our particular brands of Christianity "did church." There were things about our former Christian traditions we valued and liked, but to use my own experience, it seemed like there was a place where it just stopped and you wondered what in hell happened? This is true especially in Pentecostal and Charismatic circles, where a high spiritual energy is anticipated and you want that full experience, yet something just was not right, and it even got to the place where you just felt like you were "going through the motions" like a Pavlovian response when you were in a church service. There was that occasional special and memorable church service, but to describe it think of it as being a typical Sunday morning. The service that day was really good - maybe a dynamic guest speaker, or the church was having a revival meeting or something. But, then, on Sunday night you go and it is just "blah." As I would later find out, the problem was not with one's faith necessarily, but rather one's emotional state - you are conditioned in many Pentecostal churches to always be excited, jumping up and down, and for gifts like tongues and prophecies to flow like beer at a Milwaukee Octoberfest, but it wasn't necessarily like that, and the expectations led to almost a depressing experience in an average church service. At the Foursquare church I attended in Alabama, it went to abusive extremes as the pastor was always trying to re-create some revival they had had 20 years earlier, and then he would get angry if not everyone was "feeling" it - that led to harangues about being possessed with demons, being an "enemy of the church," etc. It got to a point where I just was over it all, and then I began looking at groups of people I had been working with - Armenians, Assyrians, Maronites, etc. I began to watch and listen to recordings of their liturgies, and it started to resonate some with me. While the liturgies themselves were very beautiful, there was something more - at its core there was a drawing, as if something was saying "come home" to me, and I began listening to that more too. In a short time, I finally ditched the Pentecostals I was part of and began at a point attending an Episcopal parish in Lakeland that at the time was also Charismatic, and it did help. But it would prove to be just a step toward where God wanted me. Let me explain what that was about.
At the time all of this was culminating in mid-1994, Barbara and I were involved with a small Foursquare church in the nearby town of Auburndale, FL, that met in the pastor's living room. The church was new, it was struggling, and later I would find out that underneath the surface that pastor was having some family issues that affected his ministry. He was into the whole "seeker-friendly" stuff while at the same time trying to be a regular Pentecostal pastor, and as a result the church was a mess - it was unorganized, chaotic, and the last straw for me came on Palm Sunday of that year. Instead of a traditional Palm Sunday service that many other churches had, this pastor decided to have barbecue and volleyball in "celebration," and it frankly upset me. I refused to go to church there that day, instead opting to attend a local Methodist church located close to Southeastern's campus. Although rudimentary by liturgical standards as I would see it now, the Methodist church at least celebrated the day with reverence and a decent low-church liturgy that frankly was spiritually edifying. I decided then and there that I needed to make a change, and by the end of the year I was a regular parishioner at that Episcopal parish I mentioned earlier. That would begin my journey from a Foursquare Pentecostal to a fully on-board Catholic. The rest of that story you know by now, and today here I am.
Now back to what Convergence is about. The leading impetus that drove the Convergence movement was what is called the "Three Streams," and here is what they were:
1. Evangelical message
2. Liturgical worship
3. Pentecostal spirituality
This was an experiment that was tried before with a good level of success, as the old "Irvingite" movement of the mid-1800s was trying to accomplish a similar thing. As a matter of fact, a lot of ideas from the old CAC of Edward Irving's day informed my own understanding of this, and starting even from my earliest days as a Christian, I was somewhat more liturgically-inclined personally. The idea of this newer movement though was to essentially identify the best of all three "streams," and then let them "converge" into a fresh Christian experience which would be more reflexive of the early Church in Acts. I personally loved the idea, and flirted with it a little myself when I was doing student ministry and preaching in my younger years. I began to wear a clerical collar when I would preach at a church, and I would do other things such as anointing with oil in the sign of the Cross, and also I began to take a more serious approach to Communion. I had a lot of influences then too - I looked to Mother Basilea Schlink's Evangelical Sisterhood of Mary, as well as to Fr. Eusebius Stephanou, an early Greek Orthodox voice of charismatic renewal in his church - Fr. Eusebius in turn introduced me to the writings of people like Apostolos Makrakis, and this began to enhance my own faith as well. In early 1996, I began attending a small "Continuing" Anglican parish that had started in Lakeland and was meeting in the auditorium of a Seventh-Day Adventist church, and many of the parishioners were themselves converts as well - they introduced me to another Convergence writer named David Bercot, and I began reading his material as well. After being received into that particular Anglican group in June 1996, I began to identify as more of a Catholic in my faith, and began to explore some other things. In time, approximately 2 years later, I would start regularly attending a Roman Catholic Mass, and it would lead to my ultimate conversion into the Church on Easter Vigil 2000. Since then - 26 years ago - I have been a Catholic, and I have grown in my faith, which leads to some concluding observations on the Convergence Movement.
While there are still Convergence groups around today, in all reality I believe the Convergence Movement was meant to be temporary - it was a way for Evangelicals to gain some growth and cohesion, and many of us who were involved with that movement have now integrated into either Catholic, Orthodox, or more conservative Anglican communions. At some point, I really need to publish a more detailed and focused testimony of my complete journey, as I can say I have come a long way. A question I am often faced with though is this - did any of my pre-Catholic Christian experience matter? I want to say without hesitation yes! I still believe in the supremacy of God's Word, perhaps even more so now as a Catholic, and I also am fully supportive of spiritual renewal - I have never really given up believing in things such as the gift of tongues or supernatural healing, but one thing that has happened is that I now understand those things in a more comprehensive way that reflects the Magisterial teaching of the Church as a whole. As such, I have learned that things which don't contradict Catholic teaching can be adopted, things that do must be discarded, and if unclear, study up on it until a sound conclusion can be reached. It is perfectly acceptable to have a charismatic spirituality, as well as an orthodox grounding in Scripture, while being fully and unapologetically Catholic. Granted, it hasn't come without growth pains though - I have struggled with things such as Christian Zionism, eschatology, and origins, but thankfully diligent research has led me to the resources I need to understand those areas better. I have also come to terms with things such as Papal authority, certain Marian doctrines, and other hot-button issues that many converts from Evangelical traditions face. This has made me more grounded in my faith. I am by no means perfect, and I struggle with things for sure, but what being a Catholic Christian has taught me is that it's OK - it's part of the growth process that requires a daily dependence and nourishing of supernatural grace. These are things I am absolutely confident and sure of.
But, there are times I do miss things - my good friend Stephen Missick has recently reminded me of that passion I used to have for the Assyrian people, and I want that back. I also do miss active ministry - there was a certain joy I derived when I used to preach in churches and teach the riches of the faith, and even though I teach Theology at a Catholic high school, it's not the same. I struggle with this a lot in all honesty, and want that fire back, but how? I am searching that now, and maybe God's mercy will show me the way. This is what I need the prayers of others for, especially from you if you are reading this.
Thanks again for allowing me to share these thoughts, and I am anticipating my next visit soon.
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