“In the beginning, God created the Heavens and the Earth.” Genesis 1:1
Beginnings are hard. Middles are long. Endings are usually sad.
Today marks the birth of The Consecrated Journal web space. It sits atop a previous website… a pre-cancer dream that is no longer viable. To say beginnings are hard and endings are bittersweet is an understatement.
Right now, I’m experiencing a sense of loss, a million “what ifs,” as well as butterflies of excitement at the thought of this new beginning.
But it feels right. Overall, I’m at peace at this new beginning… this new project… the Consecrated Journal series.
What’s odd is I’ve never considered myself an overly spiritual person. I cringe at labels. As a long time writer, I’m far more apt to observe than I am to jump in the fray and proclaim my opinion.
Ha. Who am I kidding. I have no intention on expressing many opinions in this space. However, I reserve every right to throw out questions. Challenge beliefs. Observe actions. And I encourage you to do the same!
Thing is, I was conditioned from an early age to view both sides of an issue. My work as a reporter reinforced that tendency. Couple that with my upbringing in the Covenant denomination where the words “Where is it written?” was tattooed upon the souls of every child and you’ve pretty much nailed my tendencies.
But, let’s talk about the whole “Where is it written?” phrase, shall we?
I grew up reading The Bible. It’s just what we did. So imagine my surprise when I discovered I’m apparently in the minority. (I aim to do my part to remedy that situation, btw.)
According to Stephen Prothero, in his book Religious Literacy:
* 60 percent of self proclaimed Christians surveyed couldn’t name more than five commandments. But more than 60 percent could sing the Gilligan’s Island theme song.
* 75 percent of those surveyed believed “God helps those who help themselves” was written in the Bible.
* 50 percent of high school seniors believed Sodom and Gomorrah were married.
* 10 percent of those surveyed believed Noah was married to Joan of Arc.
So yeah. The US is apparently a nation of Christians who don’t really know much about their primary holy book…
But, if you’re willing to take a walk with me, we could possibly turn some of this around. However, I’m not out to become some kind of preacher. Good grief, nobody’d like that, especially me!
Instead, I hope to trigger a flame of relevance when it comes to the fascinating collection of books contained in the Holy Bible.
That’s because, from start to finish, The Bible unfolds a fascinating display of faith, love, betrayal… poetry, war, peace… family strife, faith, wandering… and so much more.
The tapestry of emotions within these pages weaves from a rich array of threads strong enough to support a lifetime of challenges.
Because, in the end, despite what some people may claim, adversity will strike. Your body will fail. And without the lifeline this magnificent book can provide, some days could become far more difficult than they need to be.
But, I’m getting ahead of myself. Today we’re at the beginning of our journey.
In the Beginning… Genesis. Birth.
I hope you’ll read the first chapter of Genesis today. Consecrate your journal by incorporating your thoughts around the magnificent beginning of a book with the power to split time in half. Whoops. A spoiler…
Let’s begin your adventure…