Some Guy Writing

Hey folks. I still dont know if there are folks. But, if you are reading this, then you are folks. So, I am technically writing to you. As always, its been a long time since my last entry. Time goes by so fast, its really quite ridiculous. I am getting almost to the last stage in Kyle Pardon's theory of stages involved with end-of-semester craziness. I dont remember what it is, but i remember it was funny. I have too much to do in too little time. Tennis is going now, (I would say 'full swing' if that werent so punny) it has been pretty frustrating. Can't hit a backhand to save my life. It just sucks. Woof. A few other other bits of info from la vida de Luke Helm: philosophy club, aka The Pub, is now up and running, meeting with some great guys and gals, working through stuff that normal people dont care about...yay philosophy majors. That whole side of my life is still coming around; I dont really know what to do with all that stuff. Suffice it to say that I am leaning towards Postmodernism. I am also dating a young lady. She's great. Like everything else in life that matters, I am scared by all that it could mean--positive and negative. Still am really worried about everything. Still wrestling with what it means to have faith, and what it means to have a relationship with God. Still worried to say what my relationship to the pretty girl means. Oh craziness. Anyways, staying in good spirits, and still learning. By the way, if you have read any of my earlier blogs, this is pretty different. They were pretty intense, and I enjoyed writing them out, because it helped me process stuff in my head. However, for now, I think I'm ok with just being some guy writing.

Weekday Update

It has been a long time since I have posted something. Sorry about that. As always, life continues. Wow. What a wild ride?... The past few months have been intriguing and enlightening. I am really starting to get a grasp of what faith is, though certainly not without becoming more familiar with doubt. One of my away messages is someone saying that doubt is too blind to see that faith is its twin brother. So true. I am gathering reasons to believe, and really, I guess you could say I am training in the habit of faith. I still have a lot of very important questions to answer, yet I am continually more sure of staking my 'wager' in the 'faith camp'. So, what is life like? Life is sweet. Not in a 'Dude Where's My Car' way; more like the way that 55 degrees and birds chirping feels like heaven after a cold winter. I am still not fully satisfied...I wonder if I ever will be, but I am getting closer to losing myself to something better.

Life Flying Past

I cannot believe that it has been over two months since the last time I posted a new blog. If anyone reads these, my apologies to keep you waiting. Thinking about what has transpired since I posted the last entry, I see a paradox. So much has happened, and my life is irreversibly changed. Yet, at the same time, the peace of heart and mind is still foremost in my mind, and the search for faith continues. Day by day I wrestle with the questions of life which I have always assumed to know. Doubt is still very much a part of my life, though now it is not voluntary as it once was. I am much closer to Christianity in thought than I have been. My current thoughts are directed towards the incarnation. This seems to be the issue on which historic Christianity rises and falls. Though I began my journey in search of a completely objective conclusion, I abandon this now. Fair-mindedness is now a lofty goal, and I will not deny that I have been working towards faith, and the work is not easy. I have not stumbled upon an undenyable truth; I am working towards a faith in something I don't understand. Though I do not claim to know on behalf of others, I have learned much, and what I have learned I would not exchange for the certainty which I once held. Still, it seems that my journey is not without more than its share of unforeseen turns and obstacles. It is likely that I would have long ago stopped my journey--if only to rest (a scary thought), had it not been for an unlikely source. I like a girl. To downplay the effect this relationship has played in my thought would be downright dishonest. I constantly look for the places where my journey can run alongside another's. This aspect of life constantly reminds me of the richness that this life has to offer. Recently I had a very sudden and surprising realization. There is very little I am certain of in this life, and what little clarity exists stands out brilliantly from the much more prevalent darkness. If there exists such a thing as capital "T" truth, I have found it not in the classroom; but in love. I have found the truest things I know in living. Standing outside in the Indiana winter, the abruptness of reality left a profound impact on me. The truth found in living requires many things; the most important of these being life itself. What can be learned in living requires a life in which to learn. Everyday life must be more than everyday life, because life as we know it is life flying past.