At several points I have thought I have lost my wallet and in those moments I’ve always thought “Wait! What was actually in my wallet? What do I have to replace?!”
Today I thought I’d leave myself a little note of everything currently in my wallet…
On 11th June 2010, I posted my first article on this blog. As hard as it is to imagine, that was ten years ago…
I began with a free WordPress blog over at thisrestlesspilgrim.wordpress.com, and then I upgraded to get my own domain. I started posting once or twice a week, but after a few months committed to publishing something every day. To date, I have posted a little over 3,600 posts…
Well, today things come to an end. As you may know, in a few months I’ll be getting married and entering a new phase of life. In light of this, while will still from time-to-time still write articles, I’ve decided to stop posting here every day. Since today is my birthday, it seemed like a good day to draw things to a close.
This new chapter in my life will require my full attention…and it’s going to be great 🙂
I recently advertised a conference I’ll be attending in Seattle in May. My former pastor, Fr. Michael has released a video explaining what he’s planning to speak about at the Conference:
I recently re-read Aesop’s Fables. I had always loved them as a child, and a couple of years ago I had an hour or so to kill and the house I was in had a copy of the book. I very much enjoyed reading them again, so this past week I set aside some time and read them from copy to cover. They didn’t disappoint.
Since in the podcast we are currently working our way through The Great Divorce, I thought it would be advisable to become more familiar with the character of George MacDonald. MacDonald was a minister and writer who greatly influenced C.S. Lewis. Lewis said that reading MacDonald’s Phantastes “baptized” his imagination.
I therefore read George MacDonald: An Anthology, which was assembled by C.S. Lewis. It contains 365 extracts from MacDonald’s work, such as the following:
#262 A Lonely Religion There is one kind of religion in which the more devoted a man is, the fewer proselytes he makes: the worship of himself.
It was fascinating to see the themes and threads of thought I have seen in Lewis’ work in that of his master. It has certainly whet my appetite to read more of MacDonald’s work.