This post is dedicated to my college roommate Erica, who gave me the encouragement I needed to finally start my Substack. Thank you, Erica.
Hi everyone. It’s been a minute.
It’s been over a year now since I last posted on my blog, and starting a new thing seems like a good way to snap myself back into the routine of writing. I have done this once before (let’s pour one out for Vicky La France). And with Substack replacing the humble ol’ blog, I’m finally jumping on the train.
I don’t exactly know why I’m doing this. It’s been a prompting of the Holy Spirit, and the encouragement of family and friends, that I’ve been very good at ignoring. However, lately I’ve been thinking about the true definitions of two words: “obedience” and “freedom.”
This Substack is an act of obedience. “Obedience” is a scary word and is so deeply misunderstood, even by Christians. We think of cult leaders, or tyrants, or narcissists who demand unfailing submission to their will. But that is the furthest thing from the character of God. The God who created the world out of nothing, who arranged every blade of grass and every hair on your head, who knows you better than you know yourself, doesn’t want to dominate or control you. We have that pesky little thing called free will to thank for that. If God is infinitely good, and desires our ultimate good, then obeying Him—through the personal promptings of the Holy Spirit and the teaching magisterium of the Church—is the most surefire way to build the life that we most deeply desire. I’ve been a writer since I was a kid. But lately, I’ve allowed the busyness of life, the pull of my responsibilities, and the distractions of Al Gore’s Internet™ to make me…not write. I haven’t allowed myself the freedom to write for a long time.
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