I say that because that's about how this blog is going to go too.
Incomplete pieces amalgamating into a whole.
Have you ever talked to an insane person...I mean the kind that seems pretty normal, but then all of a sudden they start talking about how they have a pet lizard that talks? You feel kind of disgusted, frightened, and confident (because you can tell the difference between reality and imagination still).
How about this...being surrounded by doctors, teachers, politicians, musicians, business owners, and other highly intelligent and well respected people, and you spend your day with these people as your friends, people you care about and feel connected. Then, almost randomly, you see them bow their heads and pray to an imaginary being. Not only that, because you are the minority here, you are looked at as the one that is crazy.
This is the basis for most of my interactions in Oklahoma. Therefore, I feel ostracized and a little terrified at the state of people I live with. We would consider someone who believes in Santa Claus at the age of 50 to be nuts, but believe in an acceptable delusion, and it is totally okay.
I have some sympathy. Imagine you invested 20 years as an oil company scientist just to find out you're ruining the world. You might be in denial. Now imagine you spent all your life constricting and contorting what you did to make your life more Christian, just to find out, God never existed in the way you thought he did. It would be very hard to give up that belief and way of life. How do you tell the family that you love that you don't believe in the foundation that your family was raised on?
This is a very hard thing to do. I sympathize with the reluctant, and I plead with the convinced.
Time for breakfast.
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