Rogation reminds us that these places that grab hold of our deep affections need to be baptized and to become, if only for those who live there, a little Eden where God still enjoys strolling in the cool of the evening.
Reading Stanley Hauerwas for the first time was a bit like drinking from a new well only to find that the water tastes much the same as the old one. That analogy might almost be a definition of orthodoxy.
Since the Reformation, the Christian Faith has been reduced to being equated with what happens in the gray matter between our ears. It has focused on believing, rather than belonging or being.
Most of the conversation on ministerial formation is a load of crock. I suspect we engage in a little false advertising along the lines of: "Be transformed in three easy steps or your money back."
To chase after the rationalized concept of leadership is already to have half-forgotten the tradition of ministry within the Church. It is to have lost touch with the Church's own culture, imagination, symbolism, and ethic. It is to view it as an outsider, as the cold analyzer,