For one thing, I worried that by singling out a handful of favorites, I was excluding all the other wonderful blogs out there that I only have time to visit sporadically, or just haven't discovered yet. I mean, like, GOSH! I could end up with twenty-nine thousand favorites, there's so much good stuff out there.
And, gee, if I had twenty-nine thousand blogs on my list, then all those blogs would probably feel oblig
ed to
Follow me, too -- and it'd be clear to all that mine was one of the most popular blogs on the block. Woohoo!
Not.
Actually, I've had an aversion to that sort of competition since I was a wee tot getting my pigtails pulled in kindergarten -- and it does seem that the
Followings list has the potential to turn into a popularity contest, similar to the "friends" list on Facebook (If you don't know about this phenomena, don't ask; you don't want to know.). The idea of counting my friends, or anyone else counting them, seems counter to the whole idea of friendship. Like the coffee I accidentally poured soured creamer into a couple mornings ago -- it leaves a bad taste in my mouth.
And that's bad enough, but I also worried about the fact that I can't predict the content of every blog I visit - even those whose authors I think I know well. What if some topic of discussion on one of the sites I Follow
takes a turn in a direction I can't endorse? Or it might turn out that I just downright disagree with an opinion latently expressed or a lifestyle exposed, who knows? The best of us have our little quirks... But, I have a large, extended family and a wide circle of friends, not to mention ten children, who are looking at my example... It's a big responsibility. One that I admit I didn't want to be called on for being lax about.
But, all those things considered, I've decided to hop on and make my own Followings or Favorites list, and I'll tell you why:
Life, whether we like it or not, is all about disclaimers.
And it behooves all of us to have mercy, accepting that some of the things we question about one another very likely have an invisible disclaimer in parentheses nearby. Many trees can be judged by their fruit, but there's a lot of non-fruiting greenery out there that just needs to be given the benefit of the doubt.
I
wish everything were cut and dry. Some people sacrifice a lot to make things very simple -- the Amish, for example. No confusion in the Amish life. But, though that sheltered lifestyle is awesome and admirable, it's not the path for me. For one thing, if I didn't have a washing machine, my fingers would be worn down to the bone by now and I'd be a worthless, miserable wreck...
And there are many other reasons outside of laundry for us to choose to live in the world and (try hard to) still not be of it, but that decision requires us to figure out, in the entire dot-matrix pattern of modern living, which areas of the grey are black and which are white. A tricky job. And one that can result in different choices for different families based on many different experiences and priorities and locations on the Divine Learning Curve. I think we've all seen how this is a situation ripe for misunderstanding amongst us. And it's the reason, no doubt, for God's great caveat: Judge not, lest ye be judged.
But, I digress...
What I'm getting at is that, by listing my Favorites, I take the chance of being misjudged for my choices. Here's a list of some favorites of mine, with caveats to illustrate what I mean:
*I love
Starbucks,
but, don't be mistaken, I've gotten wind of some liberal leanings th
e company has that I don't like, and I really can't afford
Starbucks and only treat myself as a splurge when I feel like Dan won't be annoyed about it -- and I really need to cut down on coffee, anyway, because the caffeine is bad for my blood pressure and the acidity is bad for my PH, etc, etc, etc... (Note, I say this as I drink of cuppa joe made with
Starbucks beans...)
*I love movies,
but it's true that I don't feel safe (morality-wise) watching almost any movie after 1960 that is not made by
Pixar.
*In the same vein, I think Tom Hanks is a wonderful actor, but I worry about admitting it. I've thoroughly enjoyed him in a couple of his movies, and though I can't think of a single one of his movies I can whole-heartedly endorse, if asked, I'd have to name him as one of my favorite modern actors. With reservations.
* I love mopping, but only if it's with my little Swiffer, and only then because it's quicker and easier than a string mop, and then only because a clean floor is better than a dirty floor, and a floor I mop is cleaner than a floor any of my children mops.
* I enjoy the television show Ghost Hunters, but, it occasionally adds a wiccan team member that I take grave exception to. Hunting ghosts scientifically is one thing, adding a devil-worshipper to the mix offends me and defeats the purpose of the supposed Scientific Pursuit. And, there are those who would misinterpret my interest in the paranormal as contrary to my Catholic Faith, a position I'd have to explain with reference to my own personal experience and understanding.
* I enjoy relaxing with the television on occasion, but I wouldn't watch it at all if we didn't have a DVR capability that allows us to tape things carefully chosen ahead of time -- and skip all the vile commercials.
*I love Paul Simon's music, but, some of his lyrics get a bit, how-shall-we say, "free-thinking" for my taste...
* I love snow, but, only in reasonable amounts, between Thanksgiving and New Years.
* I admire Sarah Palin, and believe God sometimes chooses women for great causes beyond their stations of wife and mother (check out the old testament, read the lives of the saints),
but, I grieve for the toll her public life has taken on her family life, and would never,
ever take the path she has, even if it meant my country would go to hell in a handbasket.
* I love rootbeer, but only if it's poured over ice cream.
Anyway, you get the idea. Should I not admit to having favorites at all, because there are caveats and possible exceptions in future unknowns? Pixar might very well make a movie whose premise I find objectionable, right? So should I avoid mentioning that their movies are consistently my favorites? Should I never admit to liking anything because I'm worried about someone taking it wrong? Of course that's a rhetorical question.
But to get back to the point again: There's a lot to like and little to dislike about the blogs I follow, anyway. I'd be hard-pressed, in fact, to find anything wrong with them at all ~ if I cared to make that kind of search. Most of the blogs I've decided to Follow belong to women I've come to know and love
over a fairly long period of time -- and, though we often come from different walks of life and sometimes different faiths, I learn much from their hopeful and Godly approaches to life, their practical knowlege, their humor, and their warmth. But I can't promise that any of the blogs I Follow agrees 100% with my personal world-view, my understanding of my Faith, or the way I live my life.
But then, I can't say this about any of my dearest "real-life" friends or even my family members with complete assurance, either.
I stay close to my friends and family and visit my favorite blogs, not because I agree with everything they say, do, and think, but, rather, because we have enough of the important things in common that the other stuff is incidental; because they enrich my life; and because, for one reason or another, I care about them and want to support them. And I want to add them to my
Followings or list of "Favorites" so they know I appreciate them.
Many of my blogging friends, by the way, are also on my other "Favorites List" with my in-real-life friends and family; you know the list -- the one at the end of my evening prayers, the one most of us add as a footnote to God's Great Big Favorites List.
Isn't that the most comforting thought ever? While I worry and ponder about who to consider a favorite and who might judge my choices and whether or not I should care... He's the One who's allowed to judge and everyone's His favorite. No caveats.
