It's me again, Margaret.

Note that I'm not actually addressing this to anyone named "Margaret" as I don't actually know anyone well by that name. I did know a "Margaret", many moons ago, but that was back in the nebulous past of high school which I'd just as soon rather forget.

Anyway.

I'm convinced that in the course of a blog's natural period, there's a "fatigue" cycle where the author really doesn't have a whole lot to say, probably because he's said everything that really needs to be said, or because he's just too damn tired to say anything of value. And I have to confess, I've fallen into a little of both right now. Real life always gets in the way of a good blog, and it can either push you to blog more or wither away your motivation to blog at all.

When I started the "10 Things I Hate About You" series, I wanted to explain the main problems I have with Christianity which, in my opinion, act as an impediment to the progression of Christianity in our world today. And yet, as I think about them more and more, the more and more angry, depressed, and jaded I become, especially when I see examples of the problems I've recognized get thrown in my face again and again, especially when I see them done in the name of the Greater Good. I seem to be at crux I keep on coming back to, where I find myself with the dilemma of either being true to myself spiritually and lose more and more of the parts of myself that I've come to connect to instituional Christianity, or being true to what others view as "truth", finding myself more and more at odds with what other people seem to define as being what a true Christian is.

I really don't think I'm alone. But more and more, I really don't think I can do anything more about this. Perhaps it's one of those things best left to a higher power to deal with, but at the same time, it's hard to just sit back and trust that everything will all be okay when you know from personal experience that things only seem to get worse and worse.

Still, there is one thing I know. Too many times I've started things only to see them unfinished, and if I can't at least finish a series of ten blog posts, how can I possibly expect myself to finish my Masters thesis?