I knew that I was neglecting my writing, but I lost track of how long I’d been doing it. I can’t believe it’s been more than a year since my last post here. So much for my promise of updates once a month. I apologize for the neglect. If you are personally acquainted with me, you know that part of the reason is my preoccupation with toddlers. I am currently keeping two of my great grandchildren while their mother works. They are about to have birthdays and will be 2 and 3. They have required a lot of attention, but there was free time, I simply didn’t use it here.
I also had two online classes last fall, so that took up more time. I really didn’t have much to spare then, but I could have done the once a month thing. I simply didn’t. Since December, I’ve just been…..well, not exactly vegetating, I haven’t slid into the abyss of daytime TV. But, over the past couple of months, I did relapse into a former addiction. I downloaded a farming game onto my tablet. Progress required access to Facebook & the installation of a companion version on my computer. The addiction hooked itself into old connections and soon it was sucking up all my spare time plus eating into time when I should have been doing other things.
I’d been there before, so I knew the only answer was a “cold turkey” cutoff and filling all spare time with more productive activities. Since I’m not currently taking classes, it seemed getting back to my independent studies and writing was my methadone. I was shocked to discover how much time had passed while I just drifted along the flow. This blog had 16 updates waiting. I’ve cleaned up all that and this post is my apology for the neglect.
I’ve also started reading a book that I bought several years ago as a reference tool: Christianity: The First Three Thousand Years by Diarmaid MacCulloch. At the time, all I did was scan through the index and start the introduction. Yesterday, I finished the intro and started the first chapter. I will make a better effort this time to share my readings. MacCulloch says that Christianity must trace its roots beyond the birth of Jesus to the ancient Jewish and Greek culture that fed into His life here on earth.
I am here. I am 72 years old and I am still searching for a better understanding of my religion and my faith. Don’t misunderstand me, I do not doubt. I simply feel a need to integrate the spiritual with the physical and understand the history behind it all.