The Wrong Fork 03-21-15

Written 03-21-15

Emmaline  

 

We wen't to the St Patrick Day parade in Savannah last week.  It was your first time on a bus.  You were so exited. We had a great day.   You did not like the "pow's" which were the muskets from the marching brigades.  I decided to write a book.  I don't know if I will ever finish it.  It could be a year long process.  Its a work in progress. Its one of my crazy ideas.   I'm not even sure if I can finish a book.  But i'm going to try.   

 

TRY NEW THINGS.!:    One, it will keep you living longer.     TWO, it will challenge your brain.   Three:  God has an awesome world he has given you  to enjoy, so enjoy it.   I love doing new things with you.   I hope we can always try new things together.  

 

 

Here is the introduction.  Its a memoir of my faith journey and of being left handed in a right handed world.   I like to write, but I am not a very good writer.   Make sure you learn proper grammar in school.  I did not.  It made college very difficult.   

 

I love you 

 

DAD

 

 

 

The Wrong Fork

 

 

My journey of a right brain faith in a left brain world

 

 

Jason E. McNicoll

 

"The world was my oyster but I used the wrong fork"- Oscar Wilde

 

 

If I was to go back to my first memory, my earliest memory I don't think I could go before St. Francis Elementary School in Brunswick Georgia. When I was a baby my mom,  dad, sister, and I moved from New Orleans, Louisiana to Brunswick, Georgia. I don't remember living in New Orleans  so Brunswick is home to me. I would describe Brunswick as Coastal.  If you have never been here, It has a laid back southern attitude with a touch of mystery and majesty that I think best shows its self in the marshes that surrounds the home I grew up in . It has its own feel from other places in the state. Its home. I don't think I will ever live to far from the marshes of Glynn county. Dad and mom decided to enroll me and my sister in Saint Francis Xavier Catholic School. She was 3 years older than I . The school was a small private school next to the church in Brunswick. There are a few snapshots of me and mom at the old house but Kindergarten Stands out for me. I remember the smell, the room, the people, the playground, etc etc  

 

Picking up the box of scissors I knew that something was different. The scissors didn't seem to fit quite right. The teacher said Jason you need left handed scissors. Me in my 6-year-old brain new that this was a game changer That I was a right brain person living in a left brain world. Who would have thought that I needed left handed scissors. Within the years I did teach myself to use right handed scissors, generally because of the lack of left handed scissors. So began with a simple activity of cutting paper my journey of learning to adapt to this left handed learning. As most lefties I know I can do many things with both hands.  As A Christian I have learned to life faith many different ways   

 

This book is about using the wrong fork. In my life I have used the wrong fork plenty I am a right brained person in a left brain world. As far as Jesus goes I am a a follower of the way. I don't like labels, But I do generally believe and follow most of what the bible says.   I am on a journey of faith. But I do also feel many times I don't fit into the normal “right” hand faith that the church today speaks of today. 

 

There are plenty lefties in the church today and if you study church history you will find a plethora of leaders and thinkers who went against the grain. 

 

So what does the wrong fork mean?   For years I never realized I ate with a fork in the wrong hand. Then I started noticing everyone else was using their fork in the wrong hand. The left handed fork just made sense to me. Well etiquette states that the american tradition us to use the fork mainly in the right hand. So I state the claim that I use the wrong fork.  And I'm ok with that.   

 

For me its naturally normal to pick up my with my left hand. Its naturally for me to question my faith, and seek different ways to look at the world as the Father designed it. Its my artists heart, my right

 brain thinking, or just how I am wired. So be it.  This book is a journey of letters, quotes, songs, and journals of living in a right brain faith in a left brain world. I hope it makes you laugh, think cry and encourages you.

 

thanks  --JM