I Thee Dedicate
One reason I was prompted to start a web log (well, one of several) was I noticed that many of the blogs I read were by folks who seemed to hold a different world view from the one I hold. Now some blogs were really good and even down right hilarious, but beyond the humor there was a vast difference in core beliefs. (I don't mean whether one pours in milk or tea first or whether it's now acceptable to wear white after Labor Day. Everybody knows the "milk first," and "no white after" commands.) What I mean is whether "religion" is good or bad. Is God good or bad? Is there a God?
Are these differences something we could get around? Sure. In my own family there are different views of how the world works and should work, and we get along, eventually. It's takes a lot of forgiveness on all sides, and of course we love each other too. These two qualities kind of work together.
Other blogs (we were talking about blogs remember) left me sad and depressed. I think because the blogger seemed to be sad and depressed. I know we all have felt this way at one time or another, and people tend to journal, express emotions, listen to sad music, talk to friends, or blog when they are dealing with these oppressive feelings. What bothers me is the "numbers" of these bloggers who describe themselves as atheists, agnostics, or people who want to be free from the restraints of religion. (Actually being free from religion is a good and proper goal in my book. As one of my mentors says, "it's not about religion, it's about relationship.") Anyway, I realize that's life. That's people. Ergo, that's blogs.
Nonetheless I decided that if these humorous and sad people all felt inclined to write, then maybe it was my turn to do the same. (Perhaps I had missed the memo. My boss, Cindy, sometimes complains that I have.) If their blogs had influenced me, one of the millions, who happened to chance upon their site, then why shouldn't I be an influence on whoever chances upon my site and cares enough to linger. (Oh, I can hear you saying it, "cuz yours sucks." Look, nobody can please everybody. Get over your bad self.)
So I dedicate this little blog to those who made me laugh and to those who made me sigh. And then they made me think.