The Nice Chameleon

Here are a couple of articles, both by Robin Schumacher, that I found today on the need for apologetics education. Again, saving them here for later. The Tragedy of the Even Dumber Church (published 2020) The Tragedy of the Dumb Church (published 2007)

Today I turned 50 years old. Of course, this grand event has prompted some thoughts about my life up to now. Here are a few, in addition to the immediate, "Why didn't I take today off and give myself an even longer weekend?" (Yesterday the whole family was off for President's Day.) Since my teen years, each decade for me has been better than the previous one. So yes, my teen decade was my worst, my 20s the second-worst, etc. And my 40s were, hands down, the best. (I'm not sure where my childhood years would go in this ordering. They're probably right up there with my 40s.) This doesn't mean that my 40s were a decade of uninterrupted joy. It had its share of struggles. But overall, I was happiest in my 40s. Years ending in a "9" have been the best for me. Age 19 was my Yellowstone year, and age 29 was the year I was discovering backpacking and planning to thru-hike the Appalachian Trail. It was at age 39 that I became a mom. At 49 I lost my jo...

I have so much to write, dear friends, and this Challies article prompted me to post today. I have been thinking about this blog and what I want it to be. Currently, nobody that I know personally is aware of this blog. I've never shared it with anyone. And I like the idea of writing anonymously. When I was younger, I dreamed of being famous -- for what, I wasn't sure. I just wanted to be famous. Now? Whew! I never achieved fame, and boy am I glad. I like my relative anonymity. So, why am I writing here? Want to know the #1 reason that came to my mind? Okay. I'm lonely. I have friends, but no close friends. I still treasure my close friends of the past, but none of them live near me. It's all Facebook and the occasional text or email. I know so many people nearby--in my neighborhood, at work, in my church, at my kid's school and other activities. Often, I'll think, "That person and I have something in common! Maybe we can be friends!" W...