Slow Thoughts
It seems that the more I discover, the less I know. I just caught up with my teens at xanga and before I can fill my first page of posts, I learn about the grown-up's version. So here I am, hoping for some blogspiration. Thanks Carole and Drew for letting me in on the secret.
I have to say, regarding our teens, seeing what they write is a very real love/hate experience that I'm not convinced I was ready for. I even tried to follow some of them to their "MySpace" but I quickly realized that I was certainly not ready for that. I love them with all my heart and I am willing to walk on fire for them, but I'm going to have to be majorly prayed-up to traverse that cesspool.
The more I discover, the less I know.
posted by Jim @ 10:35 PM
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3 Comments:
Welcome to the grown up table!! I think you will find a good fellowship here. I agree with you about My Space.I never am comfortable in my spirit when I am checking up on our kids.
my space = scary place.
Looking forward to what you bring to the table here, just to continue with the metaphor.
Just don't become as obsessed as Carole.
Haa haa haa Drew! It's just your guilt speaking.
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