I’ve been saying for a long time that I need to do better on this blog. But then I write something and I feel like it’s not “good enough” or “done enough” or some other such excuse.
So I’ve pledged to write something every day. No matter what.
So today I’m writing…. I don’t know what I’m writing. But I’m writing.
It’s now the second day of CWOTI’s 5th year. 4 years and a few days ago I got into my head to start a facebook page where I could vent all my frustrations with Christianity from the point of view of a Christian who was legitimately trying to follow the teachings of Christ without all the political and social crud. I thought it would be clever to start the page on January first, so I set everything up and made my first post on January 1, 2014. I invited anyone I thought might be interested and for a long time, the only followers of the page were 15 or so friends that were willing to listen to me complain about Sarah Palin and Ted Cruz and Franklin Graham.
But then someone shared a link and few more people followed. And then someone from The Christian Left posted a link and I got a few more followers. And then one of my posts (actually one I had downloaded from somewhere and reposted, not my own creation) went sort of viral. Instead of just a couple hundred people seeing it, more than 50,000 people had seen it, shared it, commented on it…. it was insane. We actually got up to a whopping 700 followers!
Yeah, I know. That’s not much when pages like TCL are hitting 350,000 followers, but to me that was a lot. That was more people than lived in the town I grew up in.
After that it was kind of a steady stream of people coming in. In June of 2016, after 2 and a half years, there were 2800 community members. That’s the first time I realized it had actually become a community and not just a bunch of people following my random stuff.
And here we are, 18 months after that, and we’re well on our way to having double that many people.
I continue to be awed and amazed at this thing that’s grown up around me. Not because of me, but in spite of me.
Thank you for being here.
That’s enough ranting for today. Talk to you again soon.