So here I am waiting for a train post-midnight at Hornsby (I think the name means 'lovely place' to some..). Not really any noises except for some incessant birds who should be in bed, and not twittering. Also, a man nearby recently stopped shouting about his discovery that the Daily Telegraph sport section, published on week days, is no longer "what it used to be". Perfect place to start blogging!
How cool is this technology. I love it. But if I only ever talked about my intense obsessions with social networking, micro blogging and other Internet-related buzzwords that seem to be cropping up all the time, I'm sure you would get bored. I really hope you are not bored.
Speaking of boredom, I think its such a problematic and wasteful expression of one's feelings. Surely we will never live on this earth long enough to read all the books we want to, listen to all the albums we want to, watch all the movies we want to, read all the great websites that we want to. There is so so so much available for us to do every day, I can honestly say I never get bored. Even the amount of conversations I want to have with people about fascinating things and experiences and emotions and dreams and fears and joys, highs and lows. There is so much potential inside everything and every person. We should make the most of what we can have, read, think, touch, love and know. I really don't think the world around us should exist to serve us and make us feel the things we all need to feel as human beings - we should actively pursue and seek out for ourselves the things and people we want to connect with that are going to be of value to us and will construct good things in our lives, adding their richness, generosity, individuality, uniqueness and knowledge. Don't you think?
I don't know why I'm getting caught up on this. I'm not saying being open to EVERY sort of knowledge under the sun (Solomon has been there. Done that. Blogged about it.) is going to always be consistently helpful and beneficial to us. After all, we could easily go down the wrong path of open mindedness and be led astray from the ultimate truth that a life with God offers us. But I really think God and His beautiful, all-transcending light can give us and me the capacity to navigate our way to things with wisdom, skill and a keen interest to gain all that we can and be filled not only with an incredible knowledge of Him, but also a perceptiveness to this world that exists around us. We are in the world. This is a reality. I don't believe for a second that God has called us to a life of escapism and fantasy, but I am convinced that he wants to plant and sow us in our day to day situations so we can make a noticeable and productive difference.
Well I don't know how but I started with technology, boredom and the origins of Hornsby, and ended up with God, purpose and making a difference. Interesting connection, but I guess that's just me.
I never intend to make these about God or anything to do with being religious or holy or pious. I am the worst, worst, worst of the most imperfect of sinners in total need of Jesus and His infinitely deep, defining and abiding grace. I really just intend these to be an outlet of what I am thinking about. So you may be (intensely ironically) BORED with the God-talk. See how it all comes back around... :)
Love drtw
I live to be Dale. I live to chew on God's word and His purpose in taking the effort to make me. Chances are, I would love to meet you. In all sincerity, I hope you read something on here today that benefits you. I could go some pizza.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
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