Monday, December 29, 2008

100.

Brief time lines have never provided much of the intimacy and depth that we tend to desire as those who are image bearers of the Creator.

This is my one hundredth post.

I started blogging on May 18, 2006. That's roughly 956 days which equals a post every ten days or so. My first blog title was, "A Fresh Sort of Start." The post was about how there were no fresh starts... it was about the baggage we carry. It was written two weeks after my friend Eric Harless died. It was written one year and 2 weeks after my Dad died. It was written shortly after my sister told me that she wished I had died.

It was written one year, five months and ten days after my new life started with Laura.

When I read it I thought, "Wow...not a lot has changed sense then." Seriously, if you've kept up with me over the years, you might have thought that this sort of baggage might have been lost on one of my many trip mishaps.

But no.
It's still here.

So...it is a new year. A year ago, Mayor Nutter promised it that it was a new day for Philadelphia. A little over a month ago, President Elect Obama promised change for our nation.

And we? We hope? We hope that these guys are right?

More so...maybe we hope that these guys are right in the sense that change is needed. Maybe there is something deep within us that cries out that this life is not as it should be. Maybe the shock and awe of death, destruction and the currents of the "American Way," are convincing us of the truth that most of us (if any of us) don't have it together.

There's hope there because the reality of realization speaks to this sense that there is something more perfect for us to grasp. The sort of raw sense might be looked at as Plato and his Forms, or maybe...more sadly...Hegel and his Dialectic.

The sense that holds more hope for me is the idea of Jesus... of how he comes and says, "Gene...you're right...you don't have it together." It's the same thing he told his disciples. It's the same thing he told all the Jewish people. It's the same thing he told the whores and the self-righteous priests. It's the same thing he told the poor and the rich.

So...it's the same thing he's telling us.

And that's hopeful.

On the less serious end, below are the 99 words that started my last 99 posts (titles not included).
  1. My
  2. When
  3. That
  4. There's
  5. Right
  6. In
  7. Without
  8. A
  9. Laura
  10. One
  11. My
  12. If
  13. When
  14. If
  15. Sometimes
  16. Something
  17. In
  18. I
  19. When
  20. We
  21. With
  22. We've
  23. What
  24. A
  25. This
  26. I'm
  27. In
  28. La
  29. What
  30. I
  31. I've
  32. I
  33. I
  34. I
  35. What
  36. It's
  37. NPR
  38. No
  39. Official
  40. A
  41. The
  42. Before
  43. I
  44. If
  45. I
  46. Park
  47. Blessed
  48. If
  49. On
  50. Yes
  51. For
  52. There
  53. Working
  54. My
  55. Everyone
  56. Many
  57. I
  58. We've
  59. Spending
  60. No
  61. The
  62. I've
  63. Sometimes
  64. Lately
  65. Screaming
  66. I
  67. For
  68. So
  69. Tonight
  70. A
  71. Rule
  72. If
  73. Last
  74. Nothing
  75. Unfortunately
  76. If
  77. No
  78. Thought
  79. What's
  80. In
  81. We
  82. I
  83. Lately
  84. I'm
  85. Your
  86. For
  87. As
  88. So
  89. Four
  90. You
  91. I
  92. Crown
  93. Update
  94. You'd
  95. You
  96. If
  97. There
  98. Seriously
  99. Last

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