Man is not the product of chance. Man is made in the image of God ...On the basis of this revelation - the Bible and the revelation of God through Christ - there is not ultimate silence in the universe, and there are certainties of human values and moral values and categories to distinguish between illusion and fantasy. And there is a reason why man is man. But not for these modern people with a humanist position. Francis A Schaeffer, How Should We Then Live?
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Why?
Why do I do this? Why put my thoughts out in cyberspace, and why care that they have been perused on 25 occasions (though not necessarily by 25 different people)? I really don't know. I enjoy reading other people's blogs. A glimpse into the lives of people I would never meet in real life, especially other home-schooling families, is very interesting, entertaining, and affirming for me. "Reality television" it is not - it is actually real, believable, honest. If you have bothered with the blogs I have listed in my side-bar, you will have "met" a "pioneer" family, living life on the range and making me want to, too; a woman in Iowa who is raising three boys, one of which struggles with the effects of being born premature, whose humor and optimism are infectious; and another woman with three biological children, as well as two foster children, who will shame you and inspire you all at the same time with her eloquence and level-headed approach to life. Perhaps it is my hope to strike a chord with some soul I will never meet, such as these bloggers have done with me. Perhaps someone, somewhere, sleepily turns on their computer in the early morning hours, and has my blog bookmarked for daily perusal. Perhaps something I have uttered has been inspirational or humorous or note-worthy. Look around when you are next out. Notice how little we interact with one another, how little attention is given to and by those we are with. Cell-phones to the ear of the adults, video games in the hands of the little ones, ear phones plugging up the heads of the bigger little ones - is an outing to the store really a family outing if each person is in their own little electronic-device-led world? A few weeks ago, at the height of autumns' glory, when the colors were at their peak, radiating a richness of hues that can only be found in nature in all her splendor, as we were driving up the mountain road that leads to my parents' house, I yelled - yelled - at the children to pay attention, for they were missing it. Car rides should be a time for reflection, for conversation, for mussing - sharing an audio book, a communal sing-along, or pondering deep thoughts about the universe. Perhaps a blog is like a virtual car ride, with the blogger at the wheel, pointing out highlights of the trip to a truly captivated, and willing, audience. Pay attention? No, I don't have to shout - you came here on your own. Now, allow me to share my story ...
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