Huh?

A lack of blogging usually is a sign of a lack of inspiration.  That is what I like about blogging, write when you feel like it and don't when you don't (I love the double negatives there). If you just understood the previous sentence, then I feel successful already in this blog.  Isn't the idea of blogging to communicate?
Blogging is unlike preaching, thank goodness!  I remember reading somewhere that one difference between a prophet and a pastor was that the prophet only spoke when inspired, and the pastor preaches inspired or not!  We pastors never had the luxury of waiting for that great moment of inspiration!  You know the saying--"Sundays' a comin, ready or not!"  Oh, I know, some will insist they are inspired every Sunday, but I never found that to be true for me.  Of course, one needs to define "inspiration" and that has many subjective ideas attached to it.  It seems to come down to what ones feels at the moment, and sometimes it just doesn't feel good, or right for that matter.  I remember the times I literally forced myself into the pulpit because it was my job.  I felt nothing!  My so called sermon seemed to never get off the ground all week.  And yet I still had to preach it, it was Sunday!  Those were the times I don't know what I said even as I was saying it.  Afterwards I wanted to hide from the audience instead of going back to the door to smile and greet them as if I said something significant that day.  Sometimes standing at the door following a sermon was the most agonizing and excruciating part of the week. And yet on those days of inspirational blackout there were always those who would come up to me and speak of how good and special  it was for them that morning.  Huh??
And then there were the times I felt the inspiration-- enthusiasm and power all rolled into one nice sermon when every word fit and struck home.  It just didn't get any better than that, sweat and all, until I walked to the door and most people walked out shrugging their shoulders as if to say, "maybe next time the pastor will say something significant to me!"   Huh??
Well, what can I say?  Not much.  The idea of doing anything while inspired has its own drawbacks. God forbid I mis-calculate!  I don't seem to say or write much these days.  Maybe it is because of the lack of inspiration (the fear of miscalculation), or maybe it is because we have been here over 2 years now and, well, you already have read most of it by now anyhow.  Most things seem to be repeat and routine.  And besides, lightening and thunder just don't strike as much as they used to.  Age, I guess.  In my maturing years I find silence is golden.  I am less certain about most things now than I was 30 years ago.  Yipes!  Don't tell that to the big guys. Hey, it's OK.  I would hate to think I am right most of the time!  I can't stand those kind of people anyway.  Can you?  In  fact, I have come to hope that I am wrong about most things!  At least that is where my hope lies at this point.  I guess I am rambling, but isn't that what you do when you try to write or talk when not inspired?  
Well, it is Thursday evening and Sunday is NOT coming for me since I don't have to preach!  I will just see what God is up to and go along with it.  Who knows, maybe God actually juggles the days of the week.  I wouldn't put it passed Him.  It is much more peaceful that way, just letting God do His own stuff His way. If  I wake up tomorrow and God tells me its Sunday, who cares?  I'm not the one in charge!   I am not going to argue with Him and tell Him it's Friday.  It is none of my business.  Do you really think I know what God is up to all the time?  If He tells me it's Sunday, I am sure He has a good enough reason! 
Who knows, someone out there may actually get something out of all of this blogging without inspiration.  If so, glad to oblige you!  If not, wait for the next one, it may be worse!  I don't know, I really don't know, maybe God takes stuff like this and does something with it.  Imagine!  If so, I guess there may be something to blog after all. And again, maybe not. Who am I to say?  Ron