“A life without purpose is hardly a life at all.” – Anonymous

I contend the same for blogs.

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Why pour time, energy, and finger power into this blog?

It is an honorable question, and I tried my best to answer it in my first post:

New territory

December 29, 2007 at 6:35 am

I’ve never done this before.

I was always one of those rebellious anti-culture kids who never got a Xanga or MySpace because it was getting to be too popular (although I must admit, I did readily get a Facebook). I think secretly inside I had always wanted to join the bandwagon, but this was one of the rare cases where my self-control held through.

Until now.

Somebody recently challenged me and told me that although it seems like everybody knows me, nobody does. The internet is not the best way to open yourself up, nor is it the safest. But this little website thing’s purpose is not to share with everybody my deepest darkest secrets, nor do I wish for everyone to know the details of my life.

What’s it for then?

In part, an answer to my Chicago friends and family who keep asking me, “How’s Pittsburgh?” There’s never time for me to tell you all I’d like to, although I really want to. I love it here, am glad I am here, and I want you to know that.

“I want you to know that.”

I want you to know that I love it here and am glad I ended up here (after the most unlikely of circumstances) for more reasons than self-assurance or patting myself on the back. Although I daily struggle with this, I want this thing to be away from self and pointing up. I want to learn how to glorify God through this and I pray that it will lead you to the same end.

I have been reading a great book (Donald Miller’s Blue Like Jazz) where the author shares anecdotes and ties them into his thoughts on Christianity and God and the big picture.

And I liked it.

Not because they were funny, not because they were well-written, but because they made me think. He took the most normal and obscure of events and somehow left me thinking, “What an awesome, awesome God.”

I love when that happens.

Why not in my own life? Why do I not go through my day thinking the same? I know I can, and I know I ought to. That’s the purpose of not only my posts on this site, but of our lives. So following Miller’s style, I am going to try to write about meaningless events in my life in a meaningful way, hopefully training myself to see God more.

I believe lives would change if only we saw God more. It’s a beautiful thought worth pursuing.