Some how along the way, I was caught up in the grandeur of creating my very own "site." Myspace, Xanga, Bebo...I guess even Facebook has similar elements to the fad of personalized sites (although I'll agree it's another crowd altogether). Some how along the way, I got sucked into believing that I needed these websites; I needed to post pictures and comment on every one else's and if I didn't comment, I at the very least needed to look at every, last, one.
Some how along the way, I forgot about blogging.
Simply typing my thoughts. Journaling, in a sense. I completely bought into the idea that in order to communicate with someone, I needed a Facebook, Myspace, etc...when in reality, all I need is a pen and paper. Well, and a stamped envelope. For whatever reason, I lost all motivation to just, write. To use the world wide web for more than just gossip and drama. I lost all motivation to use it for the expression of thoughts gathered. And that, friends, I believe to be tragedy in the truest sense. Because I love to write.
Ever since my sister introduced me to Brett Maxwell's blog, which led me to Noel's blog, which led me to a million other blogs including Don Miller's (very exciting), I have had this nagging to set up my own blog. So now I have, and I'm terrified to begin because (a) I'm younger than every other person I know that blogs and (b) I'd hate to get lazy and let this go. Once you start you can't just give it up and go back to gossip and drama. So I guess that means I'm going to have to make this a priority, which will be especially interesting staring August 20th, my first day at New Tribes Bible Institute.
So here I am I guess... Hello. And welcome to my blog.