Friend and author Amy Simpson, whose forthcoming book Blessed Are the Unsatisfied hits book shelves in February 2018, is also a coach and thought leader on issues related to mental health. Amy recently invited me to share some reflections in a guest post for her blog. Explore these “3 Tips for Coping With Today’s Biggest […]
[Correction: a previous version of this post implied this year’s Oscars had already happened, when in fact the ceremony will take place on Feb. 24; apologies for the misinformation- but I am still rooting for the youngest actress in the mix.]
This morning, following the news of this year’s Oscar nominations, I was reminded of one especially touching moment from a past Academy Awards celebration. Maybe some of you recall it: upon receiving the Lifetime Achievement Award for his PBS children’s show, “Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood,” Fred Rogers, best known for his gentle, under-stated croon, “Will You Be My Neighbor?,” chose to leave his audience with something more than the usual gushing exclamations of self-congratulation. He asked his hearers to remember all those in their lives who had loved them into being and helped them achieve their dreams. Those brief moments of remembrance left few dry eyes in the house.
Maybe the church exists for just this sort of purpose- to call the world out of itself, back to a Love that formed it, calls it and seeks its return.
Here is Fred Rogers, and I’m grateful to fellow saint and sinner Paul Dover for first introducing me to this video: