Dear Blog,
I have a confession to make. You are not the only blog in my life. I know, I know, this must hurt, but you have to know, she was the first. It's just that she's all structure, and repetition, and it gets to be hard doing the same thing over and over again. I've been reading the Eugene Peterson Message Bible in the order the scriptures were written down; I choose a verse, write a meditation, and then a prayer. At first it was exciting, like any new relationship, and I wrote every day; then it was down to 2 or 3 times a week; now I'm lucky if I get there once.
Then you came along. You were fresh and new. You offered variety, and, I have to admit, sharing you was actually exciting for me. Those other relationships sparked my imagination and, I thought, made our relationship richer.
Well, today I went back to my old blog. And I wrote in it. Twice. It was so exhilarating to get that spark again that's been missing for such a long time! Maybe it was the Sermon on the Mount, it's always such a good read; and with those familiar verses, Peterson's translation comes across with real freshness and vitality! Sort of like you. I feel so thrilled and grateful. Which brings me back to you.
I know I should have told you; you may be shocked, and surprised, and hurt, but be fair. I share you, can't you share me? I know we don't have a lot of time together, and perhaps that is part of what makes you so exciting, what makes it so easy to throw off constraint and try new things. But I have made a commitment to her. And I need to honor that commitment. And I will, I will carry it through to the very end. You and I will be over by then, and I'll be on to new blogs -- one on my website, maybe -- but I want you to know that you helped me get back on track. You are the source and destination for my joy at inspiration. And I want you to know that whatever happens between us, though our time is short, you have been important to me and I'll always remember you.
Love,
Carol
PS If you want to check her out, her name is xiangal.blogspot.com
Saturday, March 13, 2010
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Haha! That's wonderful, I'm so happy you've been inspired:)
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