So I am still enjoying “Spinning in my teacup” for a blog name.
But in my heart of hearts, I really prefer the title “Spacious Place”. One of many places you can find it is Psalm 18:19. Here, listen (or read, since you can’t hear me muttering at the computer screen):
“He brought me out into a spacious place;
He rescued me because he delighted in me.”
Ahhhhhh. THAT’S what I want my life to feel like. That’s who I truly am. Sometimes.
But there are problems.
First problem–another 1,180,000 stay-at-home-mothers have already latched and leeched on to that brilliant idea.
Problem #2–imagine what my blog entries would sound like with a title like that. I would have to be profound, esoteric, touchy-feely, preachy, and waft-like. There would be no more Psalm #23s, no more Farmer in the Dells, or Boogers. I would have to be serious and spacious all the time. And anytime I write something serious, I break out in hives. The preachy factor freaks me out. And goodness knows the wide world of web does not need another preachy blog. Besides, if it WAS preachy, then I couldn’t read it, because I have taken a vow not to read preachy blogs.
So, with all that, I think that I’m going to be spacious, but still spin in a teacup. It’ll just have to be a spacious teacup.
[IMPORTANT ALERT: Lia has just figured out how to cut in a straight line with her scissors! Wow! The adrenaline of achievement is surging!]