It feels good to be back!
Posted on March 5, 2007
Filed Under Generally Spiritual (few if any geek references) | 1 Comment
[.... ah, excuse me "Caspian's Friend" but we didn't notice that you "left."]
Well, I did. But I came back so quickly that only one of you (to my knowledge) noticed. I think my brief departure from this site may be worth telling you about. Maybe …. If not, then please skip to “Zombo Com” for that one, if I dare say so, is worth pondering.
On Saturday, March 3, 2007, at about 8 PM CST, if you would have come to my site, you would have seen this: [click here]
Why the sudden change of heart about this site?
I think that my “gone fishing” page says it well enough.
I felt that God wanted me to be willing to shut things down and walk away from writing, at least “public” writing. For about 48 hrs. I did just that.
But after praying about it a while, and talking with my wife, I felt that I got to the core issue: write, but keep your ego in check. Perhaps like Galadrial, I passed the test. More like Abraham with Isaac, I suppose. At any rate, with ego more firmly in check, I sally forth.
The Internet hasn’t seen the last of me yet! “so much bandwidth, so little time.”
March 6:
Last night I just “happened” to read something from C.S. Lewis’ “The Great Divorce.” Talk about amazing timing with regard to my recent struggle with pride via this blog. Here’s a condensed version of what I read:
At the foothills of heaven a citizen of that realm speaks with a fellow artist, who has just arrived and is checking things out, so to speak.
“One becomes more and more interested in paint for its own sake,” says the visitor [I might add, with an air of satisfaction].
“One does indeed. [replied the heavenly one] I also had to recover from that. It was all a snare. … Every poet and musician and artist, but for Grace, is drawn away from love of the thing he tells, to love of the telling…They sink lower–become interested in their own personalities and then in nothing but their own reputations.”
“I don’t think I’m much troubled in that way,” said the [visitor] stiffly.
“That’s excellent,” said the Spirit [that is, the heavenly citizen]. “Not many of us had quite got over it when we first arrived. But if there is any of the inflammation left, it will be cured when you come to the fountain…. When you have drunk of it you forget forever all proprietorship in your own works. You enjoy them just as if they were someone else’s: without pride and without modesty.”
I must say that the visitor was not enthusiastic about that last statement “without pride,” etc. But I was. wow. To be truly set free from pride “and modesty” would be so cool. That, I feel, is my journey with regard to writing, plod ahead with the real aim of learning to see it without pride or modesty.
Glad to see your sabbatical was short-lived! Looking forward to exploring your sanctified geekness more comprehensively later.