I want to thank you. Many of you have been reading this blog for years.
You endured my fascination with cultural criticism, as I wrote posts slamming George Bush and the war in Iraq. You endured my fascination with church history writing post after post in an attempt to ignite your interests in caring about the history of our faith. You listened patiently as I complained about this and that matter of evangelicalism, hopefully praying for my impatient heart.
Yet, for all my blathering, you also provided an audience as I processed through the death of a great man. You encouraged me as I got my feet wet at a faithful church on the Gulf Coast and you supported my efforts to write a book.
Yet, all mediocre things must come to an end. The observant reader will realize that this blog has entered a drought. I promise it’s not for want of creativity, I have been writing here and here. So, what happened? Why did I leave the Strife to be overrun with random commenters trolling for page views? Why does the tumbleweed drift across my stock template landscape?
I love writing, but I grew tired of blogging. Let me explain.
Other opportunities presented themselves to write for the people that I was weeping with, laughing with, ministering to, and ministering alongside. The Strife started as a place to put my thoughts down, but it became a place to puff myself up. I read books with titles that encouraged me to build a _____________. You see, I had become another cog in the blog machine. I was another voice trying to build an audience while the world in front of me and next to me escaped my attention.
I quit wandering in wonder. So, I decided to stop feeding the beast.
This is certainly not a vendetta against blogging, the Strife has represented a wonderful opportunity to hone my craft and I loved it. I am letting this blog go to the wolves who patrol the non-renewed domain archives. They can have it. It was good while it lasted.
I may pick it up again.
I have nothing to give that I have not been given, nothing to say that has not been said, and nothing to do that has not been done. And that’s a good thing.
Thank you for reading, you have been too kind.
KW
