Belated Good Friday and Happy Easter!
So, Harry thinks this will be a good outlet for me. I must admit I’m terrified of what this may do to my writing ability AND my philosophy of the relationship between internet and language (and the fact that there shouldn’t be one). Harry says that it’s what I make it, that it doesn’t have to bore to tears, shock with vastly unedited, grammatically incorrect, instant message-like “speech”, or cause my writing skills to regress. I know it’s hard to believe that I am so unprogressive at the ripe old age of 26—especially after teaching high school students for four years. But, alas, here we are. I’m really having a hard time deciding what to write here because I’m not sure what I want accessible to the whole world. I may value my privacy too much to blog. Am I an open book enough to glob, I mean, blog? And then, I keep thinking, am I even important enough to have a blog? Do I really have anything to say? Will anyone ever even read it? Well, after trying to come up with the perfect thing to say after being married for 6 months and wanting to make lots of witty comments about marriage, I give up. I do love marriage and Harry…and have grown a lot…but this is where I am today (the Friday before Easter):
I was afraid that this Easter wouldn’t be special because I’m staying in Nashville for the first time and only seeing my parents briefly for dinner in Huntsville. And after crying my eyes out on my way to work seemingly because I went back to get my coat and still forgot my sunglasses, only after banging my head on the freezer while bending down to get some water from the fridge that I didn’t end up drinking and spilling my breakfast smoothie into the depths of my purse and having my sweet husband help clean it up, I finally realized: Easter IS special—totally regardless of my feelings. What a relief! God is still the same God even when my feelings fail me. I hope this can be an encouragement to you today as you meditate on who God is and what He has done for you.
Well, that’s all for today. Feel free to stop in every now and then and see if I’ve decided to risk writing anything else. I’m not making any promises.