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A Post for Emily…

February 3, 2008

…Post that is.

It was either that title of “blotiquette” and as that sounds like a women’s hygiene product so I’m refusing to go there.

*crickets….*

Pick up your jaws! There are places I won’t go! Really!

What is blogging?

I prefer to think of it as an ongoing conversation driven by the interests of the author of said blog. Namely, me. At least here. Now, because I am a benevolent mistress, I don’t care if you agree with me or not. I only ask you at least put a nominal amount of effort into communicating clearly. Most of the time, I don’t know you and I can’t hear the inflection of your voice. In many instances, I have no frame of reference and before I know anything about you, I have little to no emotional investment in you.

Now, lest you think me a complete jerk, I will put in the next point on blogging. I believe this venue of communication is a conversation between adults. In light of that, I will do my very best to not patronize or insult your intelligence. Don’t insult mine and especially don’t patronize me. PLEASE. There are fewer things in my life I despise more than being talked down to. Foul.

In almost 3 years of blogging, I have found grandstanding to be the biggest death knell to blogs I visit. Or you can call it “People Who Write Articles.” An article is a medium of communication which works diligently to inform, inspire and often encourage. An article postulates, theorizes and ultimately, a good author, will draw a conclusion no matter how minute. What an article doesn’t generally do is encourage conversation, opinion and dialog. You listen, you learn, you go on.

Not here. Not in the realm of Blogs With Comments Enabled. Nothing I write here is sacred. If I am too emotionally invested in a subject to allow you to disagree with me then I simply won’t write about it. I can’t think of anything, off the top of my head, which falls into that particular category. I am usually blissfully unaware until right before I hit “publish”. If I hesitate? You don’t read it.

Here at Pebblechaser honesty is the best policy. I admire the person who will admit they are wrong, don’t understand and are willing to learn. I also admire someone who challenges my presupposition, presents a clear argument and has the desire to teach me (and anyone watching from the wings) rather than just rub my face in their superior knowledge, insight, perspective, etc.

What else do I want to discuss…

Ah yes… I won’t try to throw my personal convictions in your face or require you to think or behave as I do. I seek to know Christ and Him crucified. He is my reason for living and without Him I would be, most likely, dead. This makes life really simple. I see, in the Word, how He responded to prostitutes, murderers, thieves, liars. I see how He blessed those eager to please Him, those willing to  read His Word, study His Word and have the determination and desire to obey it. The playing field is level. We all need Grace. We all need joy. We all need forgiveness. We all need Yeshua. Desperately. That is a mountain I will die on, if need be. Those are the things I refuse to compromise or quibble about.

Negotiables… Do you go to church on Sunday or Saturday? Do you drink? Smoke? And occasionally use a bad word? Ok. Do you believe in “once saved, always saved” or are you convinced we can “lose our salvation”? Let’s talk. Discuss. Learn. I seek to understand and observe Torah, I worship on Saturday. These are non-negotiable convictions for me and I will respect your desire to ask why. These issues and beliefs are up for discussion. Maybe we’ll both learn. I won’t require you to agree, but I will ask you to be open to hearing something different and respectfully disagree if necessary.Do you want to bash anyone? Be rude? Not interested. Go away and spread your poison there.

Now, I’m not saying this because I have any personal vendetta nor has anyone perturbed me. I have, in my opinion, a fantastic group of intelligent, thoughtful and kind readers/friends who visit here and who have encouraged and blessed me.

What inspires me to write this? I’ve seen some folks lately, at other blogs, who have chosen to behave abominably. If you don’t like me, don’t agree with me or simply want a platform for your own ego? Go elsewhere. Be blessed, be happy, be at peace. Elsewhere.

Otherwise?

Play ball!

  • AJW308

    Pick up your jaws! There are places I won’t go! Really!

    Says the woman who taught me about the wenis;)

    I once dealt with an Argintinian business man. He was a the Plant Manager of a plant we had down there.

    The Rule-of-Thumb was that all e-mails with him had to be 1 sentence of 1, maybe a few, 2 syllable words for him to understand it.

    Following that rule, e-mails would fly and confusion would reign. I was sure he couldn’t speak English nor did he own a Eng/Spanish dict.

    Then I met him. We spoke. His English was excellent and I wondered how neither of us, him, me, nor the other engineers I worked with could communicate via e-mails.

    After he returned to Argintina, our e-mails immediately became poly-syllabilic and multi-paragraphic. I couldn’t believe that it was the same gentleman I was ‘talking’ to.

    The only difference was we each now had a face, expressions and gestures to tie the words to. That 90% vehicle of communication, the unspoken, was now shared between us.

    The shallow depth of our uncommunicative e-mails exists in most blogs where neither of us ever share the unspoken.

  • AJW308

    Pick up your jaws! There are places I won’t go! Really!

    Says the woman who taught me about the wenis;)

    I once dealt with an Argintinian business man. He was a the Plant Manager of a plant we had down there.

    The Rule-of-Thumb was that all e-mails with him had to be 1 sentence of 1, maybe a few, 2 syllable words for him to understand it.

    Following that rule, e-mails would fly and confusion would reign. I was sure he couldn’t speak English nor did he own a Eng/Spanish dict.

    Then I met him. We spoke. His English was excellent and I wondered how neither of us, him, me, nor the other engineers I worked with could communicate via e-mails.

    After he returned to Argintina, our e-mails immediately became poly-syllabilic and multi-paragraphic. I couldn’t believe that it was the same gentleman I was ‘talking’ to.

    The only difference was we each now had a face, expressions and gestures to tie the words to. That 90% vehicle of communication, the unspoken, was now shared between us.

    The shallow depth of our uncommunicative e-mails exists in most blogs where neither of us ever share the unspoken.

  • AJW308

    Pick up your jaws! There are places I won’t go! Really!

    Says the woman who taught me about the wenis;)

    I once dealt with an Argintinian business man. He was a the Plant Manager of a plant we had down there.

    The Rule-of-Thumb was that all e-mails with him had to be 1 sentence of 1, maybe a few, 2 syllable words for him to understand it.

    Following that rule, e-mails would fly and confusion would reign. I was sure he couldn’t speak English nor did he own a Eng/Spanish dict.

    Then I met him. We spoke. His English was excellent and I wondered how neither of us, him, me, nor the other engineers I worked with could communicate via e-mails.

    After he returned to Argintina, our e-mails immediately became poly-syllabilic and multi-paragraphic. I couldn’t believe that it was the same gentleman I was ‘talking’ to.

    The only difference was we each now had a face, expressions and gestures to tie the words to. That 90% vehicle of communication, the unspoken, was now shared between us.

    The shallow depth of our uncommunicative e-mails exists in most blogs where neither of us ever share the unspoken.

  • Well said AJW. I have experienced often how two different people will just argue and argue just to find out they were saying the same thing. Problem was, neither of them took time to listen to what the other was saying and try to truly understand what was said. Maybe a little listening, but only enough to understand what they would mean with the words.

    I actually see this same problem in real life where I am facing the person. They just don’t take the time to truly listen.

    Anyway, thanks for the post Heidi. It’s encouraging.

  • Well said AJW. I have experienced often how two different people will just argue and argue just to find out they were saying the same thing. Problem was, neither of them took time to listen to what the other was saying and try to truly understand what was said. Maybe a little listening, but only enough to understand what they would mean with the words.

    I actually see this same problem in real life where I am facing the person. They just don’t take the time to truly listen.

    Anyway, thanks for the post Heidi. It’s encouraging.

  • Well said AJW. I have experienced often how two different people will just argue and argue just to find out they were saying the same thing. Problem was, neither of them took time to listen to what the other was saying and try to truly understand what was said. Maybe a little listening, but only enough to understand what they would mean with the words.

    I actually see this same problem in real life where I am facing the person. They just don’t take the time to truly listen.

    Anyway, thanks for the post Heidi. It’s encouraging.