This is my first blog, and it will be a daily blog. Just like my “devotions” are daily. I am thinking twice a week is a good mark.
So here goes, I am now a blogger. I do not think it can be all that difficult, lots of my friends do it, and there are now 3,000,000,000 bloggers in the world. (I am not sure of the exact number, I just pulled that number out of the place my brother says I get most of my facts.) I am in a cool coffee shop with free wireless and surrounded by 7 people under 30, and I think they are also blogging. This is so cool; I am actually about to blog. I have heard so much about it, how famous people have thousands of people read their blogs. I am about to think/write something so profound that people will wish they could know God like I do, and of course I will give God all the glory for this because I am just a tool. I have a hunch that I am probably going to be a pretty good blogger.
I am just going to start typing and see where the wisdom wants to go….
Aljoaiub qoe;ljas;pui p[aljfwq;l bjpojetqj ljou wpou jpoqaitHmmm, can you type in tongues?
I remember this feeling. I have had it since Junior High.
I went to my first dance in 8th grade. I was not a popular kid, so I was not with a posse, I went alone. I heard dances are lots of fun and everyone goes.I stood with my back pressed against the wall, watching all the cool kids; they seemed so natural and smooth. It looked so easy. I have hunch that I am probably a pretty good dancer. I think all you have to do is have some type of seizure and nature takes its course. The dj announces that it is time for the final song, I ask Pam S. who sits next to me in history and whose mom has shrunk all her clothes in the dryer. She is hot.We walk out onto the floor, I close my eyes and seize away. I am in some convulsion when my eyes open and I cannot find Pam. I do a slow twirl, maybe she is behind me. Near the end of my 360o search I spot her back, as she and her friends are giggling and almost out the door. There is no graceful way to leave the dance floor alone, especially when everyone is staring and pointing. For just a moment I think I must be some dance prodigy. After a closer look, I do not.
Why does everything look so much easier when others are doing it?Marriage? Piece of cake, look at all the happy faces of the married people, a certain sign.Parenting? Why, it has been done for x number of years (Insert your own number please, I have been sitting too long and my facts receptacle is sore. Fundamentalist, a quick reminder that anything over 6,000 gets you kicked out of the club)Christian? Ok, when I signed on it was pretty clearly stated that this was a piece of cake. I was sure I had found something I could be good at. It was supposed to be like dancing or blogging. However, I feel like while everyone else is gently swaying to the heavenly rhythms my spiritual walk looks like some guy with leg cramps.
Following Christ is hard for me. I want things He tells me are bad for me, and I sometimes have no interest in the stuff He is recommending. I sit in church and I see people nodding their heads, raising their hands, it looks so easy.
Why does it seem so simple for others and not for me?If like me you feel like you are on the short bus heading to heaven, maybe we can stumble and gyrate together. You don’t have to be the spiritual equivalent to Pam S. I just don’t want to be on the dance floor alone.
Karl
p.s. this blogging thing is a snap, I just finished about a thousand words (I took a walk, facts are ready to pour out of me)And my ten minute brain dump only took 4 hours. I am a natural.
posted by karl @ 4:08 PM 0 comments
Ah, but( and an extra t for this fact) it’s not supposed to be easy!
Having other folks join you makes it “funner” and if not that, at least bearable.
I can tell I’m going to like this blog. I haven’t found any Christian culture words in it that I’ll have to go and ask Jenny to define for me.
Wow! For those of us who want to get to know Karl, but know there is not enough of him to go around, this is the perfect way to share a huge piece of yourself with all of us at the same time! We are a blessed rag-tag bunch :)I’ll check in daily, and be grateful anytime I find something new…even if its only once or twice a week! Thanks for sharing!!
we all have leg cramps…but we can spur one another on to keep dancing (and growing.) thanks, karl. i enjoyed this post. keep it up.
Hey Karl and other bloggers. I don’t blog, but, I think I just setup a blog for myself because I was trying to post a comment. Could get interesting. Anyway thanks for your thoughts. It is better to muddle through with other muddlers–raggamuffins and such. I’m glad to have companions on the journey–even e-companions. Now, if I could just remember my username and password. By the way my blog is found at blogthewonderingdude.blogspot.com. Don’t go look, though, there is nothing there:)