Far - go is certainly a far cry from being isolated from the rest of civilization. I realized on our recent North Dakota excursion when I ran into a former and re-discerning Lutheran pastor. Imagine that - being in North Dakota and running into a Lutheran pastor. That's like walking into a convent and spotting a nun. Anyhow, it was such a pleasure to have broken bread (beer is bread, right?) with him and to have gotten acquainted with him. His experiences of Fargo were truly enriching and his sharing truly empowering and renewing. Fargo, is in fact, filled with great culture and people of tremendous intellect and concern for God's creation and community. And they say you can only get that stuff out East.
Yes, the drive is a Far-go into the heart of nowhere, but certainly where two or three of those willing to imbibe in the spirit are present truly there is God among them also. And if the inhabitants of nowhere can care for life and all that is God's as much as those I met the other evening and communed with, then nowhere is not a bad place to head. In fact, I think I may just go ahead and do as the old saying insists - be in a hurry to get to nowhere. Thank you, nowhere man ... I mean, Pastor.
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