Finally, I've started. I've been pondering just how to start blogging for a long time now. I have such an antipathy to people who write when they have nothing to say that I've backed away from doing this. What if I have nothing to say? Or at least, nothing to say that is of any worth to anyone?
It took me awhile to come up with a name. I settled on Methuselah because he was old - the name is synonymous with 'old.' Some days I feel that way, withput any of the supposed wisdom that comes with age. I've been "in ministry" of one kind or another for almost sixty years (57 to be exact), and I feel that i should be wise, and FEEL wise. I may BE wise, but I don't often feel it. I have questions and uncertainties and a great need to be seen as useful. Not really free at all.
I am surrounded by stacks of books, many of them read, and I want to comment on many of them, flesh out reflections on them, to see if anyone resonates with them. But I hesitate, like a performer who is just starting out, unsure of his/her competence to do the thing for which he/she trained. Perhaps this will fade as I actually start writing what I think. We'll see.
The most recent thing I've read is "Laugh Your Way to Grace" by Susan Sparks. She is a Baptist pastor in New York City, and a licensed stand-up comic. So, of course, her book is about the spirituality of humour. (Notice how I spell the Canadian way, with a "u" in humour!) I've always been a humourist, and a fan of humour, while at the same time being embarrassed that I am not a more "serious" person. Sparks confirms for me that humour is, in fact, a spiritual path, perhaps THE spiritual path. And i like it.
Sparks' book is a choice of Oprah Magazine, which would normally aid me in shying away from it. Somehow, she drew me, and once I started reading, I understood why. Next time, I'll start sharing her wisdom and its impact on me. Right now, it's 'good night.'
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