And in the Beginning...

We must all begin somewhere. Of all the accounts of my life I have kept, this one may be the most difficult. How does one write about their life without including too many details? The Internet is a feeding frenzy these days. I have volume upon volume in which my handwriting, progressing from childish to simply messy, fills actual pages. You know, the kind you can touch, and maybe even rip? Ooooh. Sooner or later, finding a handwritten journal is going to be like finding velociraptor bones in your backyard. The handwritten letter, sometimes romantically spritzed with a squirt of perfume, is also a forgotten art. I find it amazing that we humans have become idiots as a result of the increase in technology. Why write an elegant letter, waiting days, perhaps, for it to arrive to its intended, when you can just TEXT someone? "My dear sweetheart" has been replaced as an opener for "omg ily." Seriously. We live in times where teachers (people who are supposedly college-educated) send our children home with flyers bearing stupid typos and spelling mistakes. If you want to make a spelling mistake in any other line of work, I don't give a damn. Go nuts. But if you're teaching our future leaders how to read and write...do it right. Notice that "write" and "right" SOUND the same, but are, in fact, very different.
Okay, I'm done. That was my mini-rant for today. I'm prone to fits of those.
On to the next point. I am a Christian. I refuse to be ashamed of this fact, although I am not the sort of Christian who shoves my religion down the throats of everyone else. Perhaps others believe that's what being a good follower of Christ is all about, but I'm laid-back enough that people have thought I needed their Bible-thumping philosophies...or better yet, to be thumped over the head with said Book. I am not an advocate of that kind of behavior. Maybe I'm too secular, whatever. You want to be gay? I don't care. You want to be pagan? I don't care. I'm not judging you, because it's not my place. Far too many Christians say they don't judge because it's God's job, but when you tell them you don't follow their religion, they look you up and down like you're a bug - or worse, they're disgustingly sweet and try to slyly convert you, as though you can't see what they're attempting. I don't care what path you decide to take; I'm not going to think any less of you for it...but I will say, from the get-go, that this blog is going to be largely Bible-oriented, in my attempts to study it and get closer to God. I don't believe in religion, I believe in relationship. If you've stopped reading by now...you're probably better off, because I'm something of a crackpot. If you haven't, I'm also quite secular. Issues of the day will be peppered in as well, along with random musings that probably won't make sense to most people. The purpose of this is to get to know myself, and maybe even some people around me, a little better. If you want to come along for the ride, that's on you. Wear a freakin' seatbelt, kiddies!