Lost in Time

As you've probably noticed lately, there's been a shortage of posts.

I haven't had much to talk about. Work is progressing along, albeit slowly, on the workshop. We're enjoying daily swims in the pond to cool off and I'm worrying about a hen who is sitting broody on a nest for what seems to be about a week longer than she should have been.

Other than that, this is normal living.

Theologically speaking I've reached a point where I don't have much to say. My understanding of things, as it deepens, just seems to lend itself more to quietness than speaking. There can be no good outcome of my attempting to educate the masses on religious matters. Either I'm wrong and when I realize it will feel like a fool, or I'll be right and draw the ire and rage of others and convince nobody. You could take one copy of every theological book written by the giants (Spurgeon, Bunyan, Owens, etc.) and I could build a fine workshop out of the all of the bound copies. Yet people still insist on bad theology, bad beliefs, bad actions, and bad thought. If they didn't listen to those theologians who knew more, could write better, and seem ordained by God to do so ... why would I be so vain as to think any of them will listen to me?

So I keep on keeping on. We're doing well where we're at. I have neighbors of all stripes and I seem to be getting on well with them. We've found our place in the world and a lot of the infrastructure we need for future years is being solidified and shored up this year. Not bad for the first 6 months, I say.

Praise God!