I guess the story of my life is a complicated one; the good news is I’m not going to share it all here
But this blog unveils a very small piece of the story. The cold stats of my postings testify to an intense, almost manic level of reflection through Lent. I don’t know that I’ve ever thought so much or churned out so much text in so short a period.
Then Easter came. Since my last posting on Maundy Thursday, I have been bombarded with such a flurry of happenings, incidents, and episodes that blogging has been utterly cast aside. I am seeing the hand of God at work in the real world, in my life and in the lives of others. (It’s terrifying!
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This is, I think, a landmark time for me. It is, I pray, a new spring. A fresh spring and the culmination of many seasons of dormancy.
I’m an intensely proud person. I’d rather give a diatribe than hear one. I’d rather write a post than read one. I’d rather speak than listen. And I never, ever, ever ask for help if I can ever help it. So here I’m asking!
Please pray for me. I feel like this is a crucial time. It’s a time when I may come under spiritual attack. It’s a time when I need to humble myself and ask for the prayers of those who know me and love me.
I don’t know what you should pray – can I ask you to ask God? Just pray and ask him, “What should I pray?” and then pay attention to the thought or picture or idea that comes to mind.
Thank you. I’m grateful for every one of you. The fact that anyone has *ever* visited this blog is a source of joy to me. So to my Mom and my Dad and my sister Janet and my brother Tim and my Aunt Lila and my cousin Carla and all my friends – Aliana, Alyssa, Shaun, Brad, Trish, Chris, Corey, Elly, Mark, Joe, John – and everyone else who I can’t name: I love you very much and I thank God for you.
Disclaimers Because I’m Posting Real Personal Stuff On the Internet
If you’re a random internet stranger who browses your way to this post, well, just know that God loves you, and he wants me to love you too, even if I don’t yet
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And if you’re someone who finds this post 25 years in the future (because nothing on the internet ever really goes away) – if you’re one of my kids that I don’t have yet – if I’m a public figure and you’re trying to dig up dirt on me – if I’m ever accidentally famous and you’re a curious internet surfer- please remember that we are made to live in the here and now. The author of this post is dead and gone. But – there is a man, of the author’s likeness, bearing his memories and living in your world, your time and place. Seek out the living man and not the dead.