Pondering potential oxymorons is a luxury in which I really shouldn’t have indulged. Whether my supposed marriage of great technological skill and Quaker theology is an oxymoron or not, I proved this morning that the whole premise of Tuesday’s post was completely off base. I got absolutely hammered and destroyed by technology today in our worship gathering. It was a colossal failure.
Failure has a way of humbling a philosophical post, and pushing me back toward what’s really important.