Five Years - Me and the War

Well, this is actually about me. I missed by 5th Blog Anniversary back on March 9. I forgot all about it until yesterday when they were talking about the 5th anniversary of the start of the Iraq War. It was in the run-up to the war that I discovered blogs and blogging. Now, over 2120 posts later and a lot of consecutive days of posts, I am still here. It has become more than the spiritual discipline I started it as. It has become a way of life.

Part of the impetus of the blog was the beginning of the war. I felt that somehow or another at that time I wanted to be able to put into words what I was seeing. Actually I didn't do as much of that as I thought I would. I have instead just continued to post about what I see, how I feel, my thoughts, hopes, fears, and just plain old intriguing stuff. I have changed jobs. I have felt grief. I have felt joy.

Yesterday the war was still around. I am sorry to see that. I had hoped that it would be long gone by now. It has become almost a way of life as well. We have known more grief than joy; more fear than hope over these five years. Friends and neighbors and relatives and strangers have gone to Iraq. Many, many have died. Early in the war there were regular prayer vigils. Today there are protests.

Perhaps we need to go back to praying which is no doubt potentially the greatest protest of all to the human ways that think might is right.

Which is also why I blog- to remind myself of that calling and true source of power.

Lord, forgive us, we know not what we continue to do.