The Segway Into Blogging

So a funny thought ran through my head as I started to type my first blog here. And it goes like this...

"How will anyone know that I even have a blog here?"

"And who will read it?"

"Do I have to self-promote myself?"

"Do I blog so that someone will read it or would that completely destroy the illusion of being a freethinker just putting my thoughts out there?"

I feel that by someone simply reading the above questions, you have a small insight into my soul. My psyche. My humanity. My created-ness. And by reading the pass few statements you have learned that I like words. I do. Words are a good time.

I'm not exactly sure what this blog is for except for a good place for me to unwind. And by unwind I don't mean at the end of a rough day. I mean I am coming to grips with the fact that I can be a pretty tightly wound. In all areas of life really. Religion. Relationships. R.... I don't have any more R words but I could say life in general. Not much give. Not much flexibility.

But that is changing. Well, yeah, it is changing. Slowly. But that's a good pace. I know when I try to unwind Christmas lights, the faster I try to go the more knots I create. Patience is the key to unwinding a set of Christmas lights from the previous year. I suppose that unwinding a person is very similar. Jesus would be a great one to help me with unwinding Christmas lights.

"Slow down. Rome wasn't built in a day."

My response would be, "But You spoke and things appeared."

And God's response might be, "Well you aren't me."

That's fair. I mean, that's a fair response on God's part. I'm not Him. I don't need to try to get everything done today, especially trying to unwind and untie all the knots in me. And because God wants us to learn and to be transformed through process, so that it's lasting, He takes His time with us, with me.

Have you ever noticed, for those of you who grew up in church or leading in a church, how easy it is to turn something about you into a more inclusive statement. Re-read the previous paragraph. That last sentence turned into "us" from "me." Bamm! No, Matt, at this point in time, it is about you and your journey. Not our journey. Once again, fair enough. These are the conversations that I have with God and myself. Sometimes just with myself. Sometimes just with God.

Well I'm done. Peace out.