Today I have been struggling. I have struggled to come up with something weighty to write about. My last post was so intense that I hardly dared to read it myself the next morning and I thought maybe some of my friend would disown me. But that hasn’t happened. At least not that I know.
The problem is that after writing a post about a serious issue that suggest that some Christians are wimps, it is hard to match the theme with something else mind-blowing (OK, so you may not think that it is very mind-blowing that Christians are wimps. Not me either. That is why we need Jesus. Duh.) It seems a little weak to write about good coffee and a piece of chocolate, don’t you think? It’s not exactly earth-shattering.
I could write about interior design and take photos with cool lighting. That is what a lot of bloggers do these days. But, frankly, you don’t want to see photos of my house in any kind of light.
I could write about Norway’s asylum politics, because that is what everybody writes about in Norway these days. But I am tired of it. All I can say is that it is not fair that just because we happened to be born into the right country, with the right-color parents, we have the rights to the world’s best privileges, but the ones who were born in the wrong corner of the world don’t. I can also add that I am glad that I am not a politician, because it seems like they have to compromise their heart a lot of times.
I thought about writing about the Boston tea party. There is a lot of talk about tea parties these days. The guys that dressed up like Indians, entered an English ship and threw many sacks of tea in the deep-deep ocean as a way to protest the government tax-system did something else too. You may not have heard this: They took one of the poor custom officials (probably an innocent dude that had a wife and kids, and just tried to make a living), rolled him in tar and then in feathers, poured boiling tea down his throat, and then they hung him. Not so sure those are the kinds of people I would want to follow. But, I don’t want to get into tea parties. Unless they are the kinds where tea is served from porcelain cups.
I could write about the strange weather.
I could write about how to get in shape.
What I really am thinking about today though is that I want to change the layout of my blog. I feel like it is time to renew myself. I don’t have the time and money to do much to may hair, and don’t think I can justify buying any more clothes. I won’t ever have a flat stomach, no matter how many crunchers I do. I will never be the organized type, no matter how badly I want it. I won’t ever be a good dancer. I probably will never learn to play the guitar as well as my girls.
But my blog site can be changed. I know it can. So this is something I have thought about today. We may not be able to change the world, or ourselves, for that matter. But we can change our blog’s appearance. One has to look at life’s opportunities.