I’ve resisted for a long time.
Writers told me that I ought to blog. My friends told me, repeatedly, that I ought to blog. They told me that my syndicated column should be featured on a blog, and that everybody is blogging. But still I resisted.
For one thing, the word blog has got to be one of the ugliest words to make its way into the English language, with its initial hard consonant, its short vowel and it guttural ending. Had I heard, twenty years ago, that someone had been caught “blogging,” I would have assumed he would be fined and possibly imprisoned – and rightly so!
Besides that, the idea of learning how to publish a blog intimidated me. I was unfamiliar with blogging vocabulary – posts, tags, Akismet stats (still don’t know what that means), and a dashboard – and not at all sure I wanted to learn.
Added to that is the fact that there are millions of blogs out there already. Who needs another one? My little blog is like a sapling in a forest of mighty oaks – will anyone even notice?
But I’ve decided to give it a try. I do so not because I think my voice deserves to be heard, but because the song I sing is worth singing, and singly loudly. The song is about the way home – the way that is also a person.
I hope to make this journey pleasant and stimulating – and a little different. We will walk with scientists and philosophers, religious leaders and politicians; but we will travel most often with Jesus and his friends.
To keep it interesting I will, from time to time, add original music from my friends – and maybe even some of my own – to the site.
I hope you’ll enjoy, and come back often. And let me know what you think.