I fell off the wagon - in more ways than one. Firstly, on doctor's orders I tapered off my medication to the second-lowest possible daily dosage. This is a good thing if it works. What wasn't so good was the withdrawal I began to experience, which was manageable, and the resurfacing of my underlying condition (Eosinophilic Pneumonia) evidenced by a continuous cough. Secondly, without the energy to keep up with this site, I fell off the blogging wagon.
Why am I telling all this, besides the obvious fact that you are kind enough to give this little blog a few moments of your time when I haven't posted in quite a few weeks? Is it an apology, an excuse, or a way to protect my reputation? No, it's a way to say that when it comes down to it, my life isn't that important - my so-called online life, that is.
This past weekend my wife and I attended a Family Life Weekend to Remember video conference called The Art of Marriage. While I didn't learn anything earthshatteringly new, as I have been faithfully taught these things by my pastors over the last ten years, it did remind me that my attested priorities must be my functional priorities. While I would love to be an online influencer, it runs a distant seventh or eighth to being a husband, a father, a seminarian, a friend, etc. When and if the time comes and I have adequate margin and health in my life, online life may gain a bigger piece of the pie. But ultimately, I won't be answering to God for not posting every day, and that is liberating.