There is something cathartic about writing emails and journals. I believe that it's because the many thoughts that I have in my brain sit there taking up mental space and putting them in a journal or email takes them out of my brain and puts them somewhere else so I don't have to worry about them.
It makes me wonder about the new generation and whether or not they will even know what it means to write down their thoughts in a long consistent process. With Twitter, IMing, texting, everything is being shortened. The long novel is dying and the new "texting" novel is growing by leaps and bounds. And I am saddened by this. I have recently rediscovered the joys of reading a good book for hours at a time, to mull upon truths and meditate upon what is being said. Say what you will, but the fireplace with the library room with a nice leather chair and ottoman, along with a reading light is a thought that delights me, so much that when/if I get to remodel my house, that is going to be a requirement...a library room. If we start to think too quickly, we will learn much, but how much of what we learn will be "deep truths"? They are called deep truths for a reason, requiring stamina and discipline to unearth these truths and how they apply to our lives.
Now I'm not advocating we find a cabin in the woods and pontificate like Emerson did, but I do think that taking the time out to meditate and contemplate is a good thing, as much as I am geared in my personality to do the opposite..."lets get things done! how many things can I do/think about, read?" Maybe this is why the Lord gave us a Sabbath, so that we can meditate and mull over the greatest Truth regularly. I know that I am seeing more and more the need to have a Sabbath the busier my life gets. Funny that, eh?
Friday, January 25, 2008
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