When I was growing up, there was a reoccuring character in the commercials for Maytag washing machines. The maytag repairman – played by Gordon Jump, I think- would appear in every commercial, sitting alone and board in his office, just waiting for a Maytag customer to call for repairs on his or her machine. Of course, no one ever did call – because Maytag washers and driers were so dependable that they never broke down.
Today I feel like that repairman. My friends have told me not to get caught up in the statistics about how many people visit this blog, but I’m afraid I have. Not too many folks come by anymore. Maybe people have moved on to something else. Maybe I’ve said everything I have to say – at least at the moment. Or – hey, wait – maybe all of the people who used to come and visit are on vacation at the same time! You never know.
When I started, I kind of thought of this blog as a private journal for my thoughts. Maybe it’s time to go back to that point of view. (Not that I’ve held much back anyway.)
Not much spiritual insight I can offer today in the midst of my despair. Except maybe that it’s good from time to time to come into a place where you’re forced to reflect upon your real motivation for doing something.
If a truth falls in the forest, and no one is around to hear it, does it make any difference?
Jim Philipps (3rd millennium pilgrim {a.k.a. 3rd millennium maytag repairman)