Merry Holiday
It is good to leave the internet realm alone for a period. Not that I needed more time to sit back and reflect on my scant influence, but more to stand down and brood on any idea of self-importance. There is remorse that I didn't leave anything for questioning readers to go on, but to that all I can say is, I'm sure you got plenty of good stuff done without me while I was gone. I hope your interest in such an unreliable blog is occasionally found worthwhile.
It's still okay to say it..... Merry Christmas!
Because without Christmas, what in the world is the point of happy holidays? This is getting off track, but happy holidays doesn't really make sense; a holiday is a specifically named day, and its name is never holiday. Meaning it's simply a word to use in place of what is still there, and doesn't change the holiday itself at all. Without the day itself, "holiday" has no reason for existence. So call Christmas "Agnostic's Accolade Day", or Easter "Atheistic Recognition", but happy holidays... what happiness comes from that?
My my, such strong words.
On a different topic, I've discovered something this past month that I really wanted to share, something that fully "clicked" on this break from the internet. (although I admit, I did order a gift online, and check email a few times) The whole month I've been thinking about, and starting a practice of absorption, of "filling" myself up. The hope was that by ingesting enough bible reading, sermons, Christian books and the like, that it would all naturally overflow. To some extent, it works. I've rarely felt my thoughts so methodically transformed, or been so at peace in relationships.
Despite that, there's an awful long way to go yet. It is a lifelong process. The Christmas season naturally turns my thoughts to Christ, but in previous years I tended to gloss over everything. The touchy-feel-ly, the festive lights, the aromatic candles. It has never been appealing. Only sentimental. The point is, Christ's example wasn't one of endless filling, and he made it known to me this year. Christ's life was one of giving, and in his notable times of solitude, all he did was pray. I should take note of that.
Why wait until I'm full, to give? Grace has, and will be given, every step of my life. I am a good enough writer to know that I'm a terrible writer, but I cannot wait until I'm good or full, to give what I can. This past month I've fully realized that we can't be hardly half satisfied if we don't invest in other people. It might be a childish breakthrough, but a breakthrough nonetheless.
Happy Holidays. That doesn't fill anyone. :-)
It's still okay to say it..... Merry Christmas!
Because without Christmas, what in the world is the point of happy holidays? This is getting off track, but happy holidays doesn't really make sense; a holiday is a specifically named day, and its name is never holiday. Meaning it's simply a word to use in place of what is still there, and doesn't change the holiday itself at all. Without the day itself, "holiday" has no reason for existence. So call Christmas "Agnostic's Accolade Day", or Easter "Atheistic Recognition", but happy holidays... what happiness comes from that?
My my, such strong words.
On a different topic, I've discovered something this past month that I really wanted to share, something that fully "clicked" on this break from the internet. (although I admit, I did order a gift online, and check email a few times) The whole month I've been thinking about, and starting a practice of absorption, of "filling" myself up. The hope was that by ingesting enough bible reading, sermons, Christian books and the like, that it would all naturally overflow. To some extent, it works. I've rarely felt my thoughts so methodically transformed, or been so at peace in relationships.
Despite that, there's an awful long way to go yet. It is a lifelong process. The Christmas season naturally turns my thoughts to Christ, but in previous years I tended to gloss over everything. The touchy-feel-ly, the festive lights, the aromatic candles. It has never been appealing. Only sentimental. The point is, Christ's example wasn't one of endless filling, and he made it known to me this year. Christ's life was one of giving, and in his notable times of solitude, all he did was pray. I should take note of that.
Why wait until I'm full, to give? Grace has, and will be given, every step of my life. I am a good enough writer to know that I'm a terrible writer, but I cannot wait until I'm good or full, to give what I can. This past month I've fully realized that we can't be hardly half satisfied if we don't invest in other people. It might be a childish breakthrough, but a breakthrough nonetheless.
Happy Holidays. That doesn't fill anyone. :-)
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