When I was seventeen, I was passionate about…well…EVERYTHING.
If I didn’t like it, you were going to hear about it. I was the guy in the front line with the biggest sign (and the biggest mouth.) There were no small issues, EVERYTHING mattered, EVERYTHING needed to be fixed, and if you weren’t part of the solution, then by golly I was going to let you know you were part of the problem!
Now, almost 30 years later…I find that there are so many things that, well…I just don’t CARE that much about anymore.
It’s not that I don’t think they’re important issues. It’s not that my beliefs or opinions have changed (well, a few shifted towards the middle a bit), it’s just the exorbitant amount of ENERGY is takes to be on fire for something…24/7/365…man!
That righteous indignation (or arrogant “religiousness”, take your pick) seems to require a lot more kindling to get burning nowadays.
Abortion, homosexuality, sin in the church, Church Rights, politics…on and on…
It’s not that I don’t have a opinion on these (I ALWAYS have an opinion, lol)…I just don’t have the time or energy to get so fired up about them anymore. And if I do get on the subject, I’m much more likely to be sitting somewhere quite and comfy, with a cup of coffee in my had…and maybe a campfire at my feet…and not marching down main street carrying a sign.
Did I sell out? Give up? Throw in the towel?
I don’t think so. At least I hope not.
Because, don’t get me wrong, I still have a couple of things that I’ll spend all day on up the soapbox (or, more likely, in the kitchen) for…and most revolve around feeding people and teaching and helping kids.
Being passionate about just those few things is often exhausting, lol.
Frankly, all those other issues? Well, they’re someone else’s fight now…and whoever you are, please know that you have my respect, support and prayers.
If you want to talk…let’s go get a cup of coffee.