So many people already know what I am learning, but it is foreign to me because many do not live it out. Since I was a child, I have tried to live out what I believe. If I truly believed that I could be anything to which I set my mind, then I would play my guitar until my fingers bled and sing until I went hoarse, and then when my family dynamic changed to where I could no longer pursue that dream, I would do all I could to support my friend who was still chasing that dream.
I’m sure you are reading this blog in solitude; I am writing it in solitude, so it is only fair. Fair, that makes me think of the summer. It makes me think of people, similar to those here with me at Barnes and Noble. At fairs and bookstores, there are several people who are around, but none of them are connected. No one is belonging. It’s Christmas. A time meant to celebrate a family, and here we are living in isolation.
Here is my main and only point: it seems the more I learn abut the importance and requirement of community as humans, especially as Christians, the more I realize the majority of the midwest already is aware of this. If this is the case, then why I am I just now learning of this while spending money on a master’s degree from a prestigious university? Because there is a large chasm between what we believe and what we live out. This chasm is where the American church is unfortunately falling.
Now, stop reading. Go be with your family. Turn off your smart phone, better yet, sell it and buy a flip phone. Ask people at the gas station how to get somewhere. Call your spouse when you forget the grocery list. If you say you are tired of our ever increasing individualistic society, stop feeding it, and it will stop growing. You don’t have to comment or like this, just come see me. Every Sunday at 10 AM central time; let’s have some donuts together.