There was a period of my life where I thought in Facebook statuses. It seemed like everything that happened in my life could be cleverly transformed into a witty one-sentence blurb that friends were sure to “like.”
“Heather Elson is warming her feet; a four-mile run in the snow is brrrrutal.”
“Heather Elson wonders why psychologists are called shrinks when our job is to help people grow.”
“Heather Elson is charging hell with a squirt gun.”
“Heather Elson is bigger than her body gives her credit for.”
A growing number of college students and twenty-somethings (and celebrities) have begun to do the same. They think in tweets.
Well, I’ve moved on. I now think in blogs. Sadly, writing blogs are much more time-consuming. So, here are some topics I would write about if I had more time. Titles and summations of blogs that may only exist in my mind.
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My First Love: You may forget your first love from time to time, but your First Love will never forget you. (thoughts on Rev. 2:4)
Coincidence? I think not. : It’s probably not a coincidence that a day-long exploration of the Bible left me without any Biblical examples of coincidence.
All the Single Ladies: A call to my girlfriends to stop looking at boys as means to a ring, and start seeing them as partners to seek the King.
The Times You Go Hungry and are Tempted to Steal: The Ten Commandments are true literally, but what about metaphorically? Can we murder by killing people’s spirits? Is it stealing when we hunger for Christ’s love and replace that void by stealing the affections of others?
Running the Race: A runner’s perspective on why the Bible uses this metaphor so much. And why it matters.
Your Body is a Wonderland: Our bodies are temples of a living God and we should treat them that way.
Gardener of my soul: As I dreamt about owning a home one day and having a garden plush with flowers, I began researching gardening. It was like reading Jesus’ parables. Turns out God is my gardener.
Cardboard Testimonies: We constantly debate whether to give a homeless person money or food, but whatever our decision we are pleased with ourselves for helping them out. But are we really loving the poor when we see them as so inhumane that we never even THINK to ask their name?
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Maybe someday.
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