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Mutating Missionary

God does not send us into the dangerous and exacting life of faith because we are qualified; He chooses in order to qualify us for what he wants us to be or do." Eugene Peterson          

May 4, 2005

6/28/2017

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I’m blogging?
Me – this 48 year old woman who only two years ago was dragged into the 20th century by signing up for a cell phone account after having my daughter give me one that was passed down to her from someone else. (this is not a typo, I meant 20th) I’m blogging. Now, am I on the cutting edge? I doubt it. I’ve wanted to do this for several years. The first time I considered it I was standing in our youth pastor’s office while he explained how incredibly easy it was. I stood there, glassy eyed over his shoulder, as he deftly zipped the cursor here and there. I got most of it, but knew it would escape the grey cells soon, so I whipped out a notebook and began to take notes. Coming home, I carefully placed the notes in a folder titled My Blog Info. Several days later, when I had the time, I sat down to create my own blog. It was going to be easy, right? I entered the site; everything went smoothly until the request for a title came up. A TITLE??? Panic set in. A title? Oh dear, I need to be witty in a title, no maybe it should be contemplative, or perhaps playful. A title…
I promptly navigated out of the site and moved on with my life – leaving the folder on my desk for later perusal.
Soon stacks settled on top of the vanilla colored gift of knowledge, and the gray cells couldn’t even remember what the abbreviations were that I had scribbled down. But, did I get rid of it – NO! I wanted to enter the blogging world – it became something I discussed with several of my friends. Many of my friends have young people in our youth group and many of them read the youth pastor’s blogs finding them fun and enlightening. Several have gone on and left it in the wayside because it is simply too much writing for them. One in particular (a very dear friend) is amazed at how she feels it almost voyeuristic in its makeup. And, it is in a sense. Placing ones thoughts in a public realm for picking through, peering at, postulating over. (Even as I type the word postulate I wonder if I am frustrating someone that is reading this). And then I laugh. Who is going to read this? Sure, I’m hanging out here on this cyber page – but who would actually invest time in --- I digress.
Yesterday, a wonderful woman sat with me at a Starbucks, that still has internet availability that can be plugged in to a telephone line (thank goodness for that 20th century staple) and helped me set up my blog. The night before, I was quite panicky. We had made a quick decision on Monday to do this on Tuesday because the day was amazingly light for both of us. Now, I was faced with the TITLE. Settling in to my cocoon of covers on Monday night still nothing had come to me. Then, just as AW slipped up from his comfortable all night location at my feet to his “get up and feed me” location at my shoulder on Tuesday morning it hit me. I thought about it during the shower, pounded it on the computer after dressing, met her for coffee and ‘blog creating’, and this morning am quite thrilled with this new ritual that I will attempt to set into my life.
Funny thought came to me this morning as AW’s gentle paws hooked themselves over my side-sleeping shoulder, his body gently rumbling that low purr, I wondered…
Do you think that God had trouble deciding on titles for each of His books before the development of time???? Giggle
PS I don’t know that I can, nor want, to make a commitment of a daily blog – let’s just see where it takes us.

Because He is the I AM, i am
A Mutating Missionary
Posted by Robyn Rochelle E. at Wednesday, May 04, 2005
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