Sometimes one must write something just to be doing it. That is what I am doing right now.
It has been a few days since I posted on The Recovering Legalist, but it is not because I have not been working. As a matter of fact, I struggled three days straight with posts for my other blog, Proverbial Thought. On top of that, I have been doing a lot of reading and writing in my seminary classes (yes, I am going to school in the summer). So, I have been busy.
But this blog is my baby. It feels like I have abandoned my offspring when I don’t post an article at least once a week. Is that obsessive? Maybe. On the other hand, I have children, and this baby never has a dirty diaper. No wonder I’m so attached.
And it’s MY baby! Unlike our walking, whining, room-messing progeny, this baby is the product of my labor. My wife had nothing to do with it. As a matter of fact, I had to simultaneously take pictures and video during the birth of our girls. What does my wife do with this blog? NOTHING. And it looks nothing like her, either.
There are things I want to write about. For instance, I have been wanting to address the “Mitt Romney at Liberty University” thing (I was against it for religious reasons). I want to share some thoughts about the up-coming election (and make my liberal friends angry).
However, there are some things, now that I think about it, that I will probably NEVER write about. Here are some examples:
- Calvinism vs. Arminianism (or Agrarianism, as spell-check wants me to say). I am staunchly neither. Don’t try to convert me. You’re both wrong, and you’re both right, so there.
- The science behind why cats, no matter where you are in the world, will come to you if you say, “Kitty kitty!” Yet, badgers won’t come to you, no matter what you say.
- Dating. Except when I am addressing the unlikely possibility of my daughters going out with guys who don’t own a belt.
- Justin Bieber.
- Bowel Movements (why are seniors so obsessed with this topic?)
- Dr. Oz.
- Sopapilla recipes.
- Dog grooming.
- Why good food tastes bad and bad food tastes good, yet “big is beautiful,” but I feel fat.
But I’m always glad to talk about Jesus. How ’bout you?