Welcome

Well, I did it! I created a blog.

In all honesty as each new page of information and initiation routines popped up, I seriously questioned why on earth I was writing a blog. I have no extremely intelligent ideas, no overwhelmingly witty remarks, and no prospect of followers, unless I muster up the dregs of my courage and tell my friends on e-mail.

Why on earth I would want to share my thoughts with the world? No idea.
Actually, that's a lie.

Truthfully, it all began after I watched Julie and Julia. Something struck a chord with me about the failed writer and the line, "I could write a blog. I have thoughts." (Not that I'm a particular fan of Julie Powell!) I could relate to it, and of course later in the film when her success went public, my writing dreams went soaring too. And later, Adam (yes I blame you, Ad), our youth pastor, made a comment that I should start my own blog. He is one of the poor victims of my erratic e-mail newsletters. And for some reason, he and his wife really like to read them.

Now, assuming I tell no one, this may remain my little undiscovered blog in the hive of human activity and self-obsession that is the World Wide Web, it could remain in it's dusty little corner. I have grown quite fond of my blog this afternoon. It began while I was evading my French notes, and continued its stilted progress, patiently waiting while I struggled with French grammar, and waiting in horror while I searched in vain for a "delete account" or "cancel progress" button. And now, with my titled blog--which was the longest undertaking of it's creation--my little page is bursting with pride and sporting a probably very cliched theme of books.

On the note of titles and books, I must admit I have a kleptomaniac for an imagination--it relies on other people's genius, derived mostly from music, literature and film. The title "The Secret Life of Daydreams" is actually the name of a soundtrack piano piece from the 2005 film of Pride and Prejudice, composed by one Dario Marianelli. So the second thing is that I have an incurable passion for music and literature (and film--though that is not as entirely sophisticated as the other two, and so at risk of sounding like an adolescent screen addict, I keep this one quiet), and languages, to some extent.

Most importantly, I am servant of God and the Lord Jesus Christ. 


"i am not, but i know I AM" ~ Louie Giglio
I am insignificant, not in charge of anything, not in control of anything, not all-knowing, I am unimportant.
But I know God. I know I AM. I know Him.
And that is sufficient.