Preface

Posted by Taylor Cox on August 28, 2009 · 4 Comments 

First off, welcome to my blog.  Again.

I know that I’ve had the tendency to “blog around”…some time on iWeb, some time on WordPress, some time on Tumblr, and now back on WordPress.  It appears that I enjoy creating new blogs more than actual blogging.  While this is sometimes the case, each blog and platform served a purpose for where I was at that point in time.  Tumblr, for example, was great for my period of artistic frustration and exploration.  I wasn’t interested so much in writing as I was interested in sharing what inspired me as an artist.

I have now entered a new phase in life, the shape of which was finally finalized today.  As many of you may know, I have started seminary, and I will be starting after Labor Day full-time at North Point Community Church as a designer/animator/shooter (my exact title).  Sadly, throwing seminary on top of that has become an impossibility, and I am no longer enrolled at McAfee School of Theology.  Just typing that sentence is a little gut-wrenching, honestly.  I wanted to go to seminary.  I’m not sure whether or not I was called to go, but I wanted to go.  It just… sounded right.  Practically speaking, however, it was a long-shot.

When I jumped into this, I didn’t even know if getting from Alpharetta at 5:00 to McAfee by 6:00 was possible.  So, already feeling overwhelmed by the scope of what I was taking on, Tiffany and I drove to North Point for a test run.  We failed pretty miserably; in fact, we didn’t make it to McAfee at all.  6:00 rolled around, and we found ourselves somewhere in Roswell, and also very hungry.

It was disappointing, but it was a relief.  I was staring at a life that included a church that expected a full-time effort, a school that expected the same, and a wife and home life that would have suffered as a result.  If the commute wasn’t a deal-breaker, I imagine the whole venture would have been possible… but I’m not sure it would have been worth it.  I’m the kind of person that needs time to decompress, time to reflect, and most importantly, time with his wife.  Work from 8 to 5, and class from 6 to 8 or 9, not to mention homework, research, and papers (the whole work 2 hours for every 1 hour of class thing)– I’m not sure my interest in theology would be worth such a deficit in hours.

I believe that God opened a door for me at North Point.  I’m not sure whether or not God was also opening a window at McAfee, or if I was taking a sledge hammer to the wall.  I had a hard time letting go of the classroom, but it is no longer what I am most passionate about.  That time and calling may come one day.  This experience may have been necessary for such a calling.  But I am hopeful that I am where God wants me right now– pursuing the unique voice, perspective, and talents that God gave me.

In the meantime, I want to write again.  I need and desire this outlet once again.  I’m enjoying reading what I want (currently, slowly making my way through The Hobbit), and I hope to enjoy writing what I want again, now that I am free to do so.

I admittedly stole the concept of “wanderings in the Forrest” from my brother.  I now live on Pine Forrest Drive (hence the misspelling), and I do indeed feel as though I live in a forest, lacking a path and concrete direction.  I’m simply walking through, enjoying the trees, turning here and there as I go.  I’ve strayed from the more easily-visible path of the seminarian, and into the wilderness, pursuing this strange calling that I cannot pull away from.

Corny, I know.  But what metaphor isn’t?

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