Shared experiences unbounded by time or circumstance

Here's another thing that has the possibility to redeem social media and especially the blogging and writing aspect.

We make relationships by building on shared experiences... right? The thing about blogs and books is that they promote permanency. Obviously, they will eventually be lost to the world in the future (I have no imperious aspirations for immortality), but what is meritable about writing is that it can meet people in their experiences at different times.

What I'm saying may not pertain to you at this moment that I'm typing, but it could become important or meaningful later. The internal pressure to write has not come from the need to write something entirely new, brilliant, and deserving of fame... the pressure comes from knowing that shared experiences are what get us through life. Since people are utilizing blogging and social media more and more, why not capitalize on a resource (Oh so American of me) people might tap into at any given moment? In business terms, it's called good networking. In my terms, it's called the grace of a crazy farmer.

So dust off your memories of Sunday school... remember that parable about the farmer who's sowing seeds which end up on the path, weeds, or rocks? Preachers always harp on which type of soil you are... (I apologize... it's not like you can manure yourself into good soil). No the miracle of the story is the fact the farmer is throwing his seed to the wind willy-nilly! You don't have to be deserving of the seed to receive it. What most people don't realize about God, is that he is full of grace and generosity. That is the most important thing you need to know. God doesn't expect you to clean up your skubala into good soil (that's Greek for... well you know) Although, I must say manure does make great soil. There's a metaphor in there somewhere... but I don't feel like dumpster diving. AHEM. Rabbit trail. But seriously. When I write into the black hole of cyberspace, where I know nothing is ever erased, I throw out my words with that same sweeping stroke of the gracious farmer. Wherever these words may land... I hope they will blossom into hope, love, and trust.

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Or maybe I'm just crazy. This is a definite possibility. :)

Liz

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