A rectangle is not a square, but a square is a rectangle.

Things are always changing.  It doesn't always feel like it's for the better.  But I know it's always for God.  And really, truly, at my inmost being, I would not (and I don't believe anyone else would) be happy if change didn't happen, it's just difficult for me to embrace the change as it happens.  I like sameness, but I've actually gotten much better at dealing with change.  One big step was grasping the fact that we ought to live in the present--and I mean really living this truth.  Difficult to put into practice, yes, but after the initial stomach churning stage, clarity returns, and I am better able to press on with the joy of knowing God is doing his thing.

One thing that was brought to my attention today during a Bible study time was that something (in this case the Bible) can be true without being fact.  I've always been particularly aware of the fact that the Word was passed on verbally for years and years, and even once it was written, has been translated I don't know how many times, into the numerous English versions I read now.  Of course things have gotten jumbled or turned around, I could talk about this point for days.  However, it is still all true.  What was pointed out today, is that it is not necessarily fact.  Point in case: Jonah.  Was he going away from where God told him to go, and then was presented with such an obstacle that he couldn't ignore and had to go where God wanted?  Yes.  Was he literally swallowed by a whale and put where God told him?  Perhaps. The point being it presents truth, but not fact.

I liked this point.  I am skeptical, sort of, but I think it's the skepticism of a new theory.  This is how I approach this: 1) fact is defined as "an event or thing known to have happened or existed," (this was my first flag in this conversation, because I tend to equate fact and truth); 2) we can't know for sure that this happened, so therefor it can't be considered a fact; 3) sola scriptura, I believe the Bible is the Word of God, and while I know it was written by humans, I also believe the Holy Spirit has/does keep it holy and true.

This is my story.

I have often come to the conclusion that I have so many hobbies and interests that I am passionate about, that there is not enough time to thoroughly develop one or two. Instead, I end up jumping from one to the next, with my attention span as my guide, doing things well--or even above average--but never feeling as though I have truly excelled. Sometimes, this realization fills me with joy. To think that I have been blessed with so many gifts, and do so many different things rather well, makes me feel like I need to share this with others. Other times, this realization paralyzes me with frustration. To think that my spare time (what little of it I have) is being split so many ways, that not one thing can be done as well as I'd hope, makes me sad.

Today, I was overcome (again) with the desire to blog. Now, when it comes to blogs, I dislike it when authors ramble about irrelevant things that make little sense, or especially when authors write without a purpose or a point. I don't want to be that author. But, as I've eluded to, I feel pulled in so many directions I find it difficult to settle on one point on which to channel all my blogs. Therefor, my intention is to blog about my many adventures, misadventures, theories, revelations, and experiences as I trample through my various channels of life. I intend to be diligent with tags, to provide an audience friendly structure in which they may read about what they care about.

I encourage you, as a reader, to note that I am a person that thrives on feedback--critical or complimentary the same.