How a Sidebar Stopped My Breath

A few weeks ago I noticed incoming traffic from a notable blog. I held my breath as I clicked the address and scrolled down the sidebar. Low and behold, there it was in all its emboldened glory: my very own link on PyroManiacs. Now that my self-referential hyperventilating is aside I’m ready for another year of posting without form and void.

The Art and Discipline of Ignoring

Mark Driscoll posted about our beeping, ringing, and vibrating merciless sovereign gods [link no longer good]. Key quote:

[T]here is a new spiritual discipline of fasting from technology to be mastered [so that] we can enjoy the life and people that God puts in front of us rather than ignoring them while we peck away with our thumbs and chat about nothing, which in the end is rarely as important as the people we are ignoring all around us.

In other words, you can identify what’s most important to you by what you ignore.

Miracle Mug

In July I made one purchase at our World’s for Sale. I affectionately call it my miracle mug.

The glory:

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The guts:

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In case you’re uncertain, the caption reads: “Enjoy the miracle of each new day” to which I would add an exclamation point! Consider how many Bible stories this 10¢ cup communicates:

  • the rainbow references the flood
  • the through-way illustrates crossing of the Red Sea on dry ground
  • the clean outside and dirty inside pictures the Pharisees
  • the “each new day” line reminds one of the morning mercies of coffee

If you think about it, it’s like a wordless cup…with words. I still pinch myself each time I use it. Perhaps one of the times I’ll pinch myself so hard that the cup will fall and shatter. And be assured, that future joy is preceded by the current joy of being able to delete these pointless photos off my iPhone.