Still running for the cheese (or why this blog still exists)

As my regular readers can tell, this has been a dry year for me. Just look at the number of posts this year vs. 2008! Awhile back, I had considered either shutting down the Maze, or starting a new blog that would more accurately reflect where I am in life now. Truth be told, sometimes I come here, look around, and feel distinctly hypocrytical about the things I want to write. I'm sure I'm not the only one to ever be in that kind of place.
As the time in between posts has grown longer, I came to realize something. Without the past years' material, where I am now makes very little sense. What good is the destination without the journey? As Christians, so much of the best stuff that happens to us is in the times God is molding us to His image. To throw away the evidence of that process would somehow cheapen the result, I think.
So, here we are, dear friends. I think my little mousie may just have rounded a corner finally. Some things will change around here to reflect the changes in my heart. And you know what? That's ok. As much as I typically rage against anything changed in my life, I'm learning to accept the God-given ones. My prayer is that some of you may be encouraged by what you read here. Hey, you may even be challenged. And of course, if you know me, then you know you always stand a good chance of being offended too. Not intentionally, to be sure! Just know that what you find as you wander this Maze with me may surprise you as much as it does me.

All that to say this:

Welcome to

Sunday, November 2, 2008

I am Jack's carpal tunnel.

I get inflamed and squish Jack's median nerve. Jack can't feel his fingers.

Ye-e-e-e-ah, so I saw Fight Club for the first time last night. Holy smokes! If you've never seen it before, you don't know what you're missing!
I will say that one should have a high tolerance for violence, foul language, and crude humor before considering watching this movie. However, if you fit that description, go for it! Join the dork side! We have cookies!
Now I'll sit back and wait for the inevitable comment (likely from Mr. P.) about how I just broke the 1st rule of Fight Club. No

Til next squeak,

1 Squeaks from the Maze:

Mr P said...

OMG how dear you talk bout fight club that is the first and the second rules...I am jacks indignaent rage!

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