- I’ve paid WordPress $30 to keep tasteless ads off this site for another year.
- I’ve shut down comments on posts older than 2 weeks. A trickle of comments have continued since I discontinued this blog, and I’ve lacked the time and energy to respond. Leaving comments open carries with it an implicit promise that I don’t feel able to honor. If you’d like to contact me, I still check the ThroneAndAltar137@yahoo.com email account about once a week. If you’d like to engage in a public argument or conversation with me and conservatives of my stripe, please move on to the Orthosphere, a “live” blog to which I occasionally contribute. Comments on this post will be open for two weeks–not that I think there’s a lot to say about it.
- My 3rd-year review application is in, and I don’t feel very good about my prospects in this job. I have several major research projects finishing this winter, just a few months too late to help me. In terms of publication rate, this is going to be the most productive year of my life, but it may well be my last year as a research scientist. Now I’m wishing I had bothered to pick up some marketable skills these past two decades.
- Julie is over two years old now. She is fascinated with fans (weird but true), other babies, and the moon. (I’ve already boasted to my introductory astronomy class that she can identify full and crescent moons.) She had some trouble with dry skin this winter, and now she’s always insisting that her dolls have “skin rash” and need “creamie”. She talks a lot and likes to repeat everything she hears. After church today, she told me that her dollie had “temptations”.
- Parvina and I are getting older. If we’re ever going to have another baby, it needs to be soon. Like before our first, I worry about creating new humans when their chances of escaping corruption, apostasy, and ultimate damnation are so small. Three years ago, I remember deciding that, since the atheist Left has won the entire culture so definitively, the proper thing for the remaining Christians to do would be to spend the rest of our lives in continence and mourning so that at least we don’t increase the number of reprobate souls. Obviously I changed my mind. Not that I ever found anything wrong with my original reasoning. As far as I can tell, having children in today’s world mostly just increases the population of hell. Something in me just rebelled at such a morbid conclusion, and I decided that when my reasoning gives crazy results like that, something must be wrong with it, and I don’t even have to figure out what. So I got to work doing the sort of thing that God expects of ordinary laymen and trusted Him to make it work out somehow. Call it a leap of faith.
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