This totally snuck up on me:
I started blogging in 2008. That was before the economic collapse, before the stimulus package, before the election of Barack Obama. That was before our daughter Johannah was born and before Michael Spencer even knew he was sick. There were a few podcasts out there but Facebook hadn’t caught on and there was no Twitter. Social media has changed the nature of blogging and given everyone with internet a voice.
At age 43, 11 years is 1/4 of my lifetime. Teresa and I have been married 22 years and The Master’s Table has been around exactly half of that time. These numbers may mean nothing to anyone else but they give me pause. The older you get the faster the passage of time seems, which again is news to noone my age or older and incomprehensible to anyone younger. When I think about spending four years in highschool and another four and in college, that was a major investment for a young man of 22. Eight years was a long time back then.
Life is short. No matter how many years you get most people agree that it goes by quickly. Make the most of the days. Work for the night is coming. Peace and God bless. Long live the blog. (My first post sign off. I thought this would be my thing but realized it was just stupid.)