This Youtube video is an absolute must-watch. It contains the incredible story of a Nigerian man named Daniel who, after a car accident, was certified dead by doctors, taken to the mortuary, and embalmed. His wife is convinced that God can raise him from the dead and takes him in his casket to a Christian rally, where, after a long period of prayer, he awakens. By that time he had been dead three days.

I'm keeping this blog out of some principle or other (in theory partly to help my far-flung friends and acquaintances, should they choose, to keep up with my happenings), but I find myself tempted to give it up most of the time. Mainly because I'm not funny, don't write about the mundane happenings of my day in a compelling fashion, and when I do have something profound to say, it's usually overly serious.

There's been a lot of press recently, some books, and some discussion about whether kids have become more circumscribed in their outdoor wanderings than previous generations. Parents and educators notice that kids spend far more of their time indoors, playing video games, watching TV and movies, and using the computer, than they do outdoors. Children are allowed less freedom when they are outside, having to stay much closer to home than children of even a decade ago. The trend is toward managed playdates or spending time with their parents, rather than unstructured, unsupervised play with neighbourhood friends.

Part of the reason for not posting much lately has been not feeling like it. And part of the reason for not feeling like it has been an ongoing struggle with insomnia which seems to be gradually and insidiously taking over my life.

Part of the reason for not posting much lately has been not feeling like it. And part of the reason for not feeling like it has been an ongoing struggle with insomnia which seems to be gradually and insidiously taking over my life.