Flight After Death
The Endless Hunt: Or If I've Found God, Why am I Still Looking?
There are three things a reader ought to know about a writer. The first is whether they are any good. The second is what they write about. The third is why they write. Here goes.
1. Style. I am a passable writer who can occasionally wring a clever turn of phrase out of my prose. I have a large vocabulary, born from my childhood insatiability when it comes to reading. I command a wide array of facts, which springs from my varied interests, the internet revolution and my Aspergian makeup. Constructing complex logical arguments is second nature, courtesy of my grueling training at MIT in physics, mathematics and computer science, and later training as a management consultant. And I pray, which God occasionally rewards with tangible results. In conclusion, what I write is carefully researched, readable, logical, and it has a point.
3. Spirit. Why do I write? Ecclesiastes says that all effort springs from envy of one's neighbor. If I told you that was my only reason, you would thank me for my honesty and look for another writer's blog. The answer I would like to give is, "God told me to write." I would like to say that, just like the prophets of old, the Holy Spirit moves me to write what I do. But instead I must say that when I was younger, I said and wrote things that I now know were not from God. That was humbling, and almost made me give up writing. But I learned something else. Books are nothing more than conversations that someone decided are important enough to reduce to paper and ink (or bits and bytes). We all have conversations; we must or we die! Every conversation serves some purpose. A shopping list is useful for an hour, while an expert history of the American Revolution may be useful for centuries. Thus I have given careful thought to the things I have learned that might benefit others, whether by entertaining, or encouraging, or challenging. And it is those things that I write down and make into my books. The original ideas for the five books I have written (and a sixth that I have begun) all came to me over twenty years ago and won't let go of me until they are finished. These ideas have persuaded ME that they are important. I cannot judge whether you will agree, but I have prayed, wrestled with pride and despair and futility and hope, and come out believing that I have assembled books worth reading, and a conversation worth joining.
There is another reason that I write: for joy. When I was in college, I was depressed and didn't think I could ever create anything wonderful. God's gift to me was not to make me proud of my ability, but to make me rejoice over his generosity. I hope that during our conversation some of my joy flows into you.


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