Naming a Blog
Ever since I entered the weird and wonderful world of blogging I’ve been utterly vexed by my inability to come up with a good name for this site. As fascinating as my name is as a title, I couldn’t help but think that perhaps I might come up with something just a bit snappier and more compelling, a bit more indicative of the kind of stuff people might expect to find here, a bit less dull and unimaginative…
Well, I have given this a good hard think and I have tentatively come up with a name. It’s not a great name, but at the very least it’s not my name—which is a good start at least. I welcome suggestions for better ones, but in the meantime, here it is:
Why “Rumblings,” you might ask? Well I would love to say that the name just “came” to me in a flash of inspiration as I was lost in contemplation over some deep and disturbing philosophical issue, but the truth of the matter is that something I ate wasn’t agreeing with me last night and my stomach was making all kinds of weird, well, rumblings as I was watching the Stanley Cup making its way to Disneyland. Somewhere around the time when Chris Phillips and Ray Emery were contriving to put the puck in their own net, I began to think about what exactly a “rumbling” is, or is meant to accomplish.
My understanding of the inner workings of the human body is rudimentary, to put it mildly, but as far as I can tell, rumblings are meant to communicate that something isn’t quite right or that something demands attention. They also provide evidence that there are things going on within us that we are often unaware of and unconcerned by. Whatever causes a rumbling—whether it’s hunger, indigestion, or some other thing—it seems to be meant to give us pause, however briefly, and perhaps alter our focus or force us to take something new into consideration.
I suppose that this is somewhat analogous to the kinds of things that I write about here. I tend to gravitate towards topics like evil, suffering, unhelpful ways of thinking about God, life, and one another—things that I think require our attention, in some form or another. I see life on this planet as exhibiting a mixed message, at least from a human perspective. There is beauty, goodness, wonder, and life on the one hand, yet on the other there is pain, disunity, confusion, and death. I consider this mixed message to be one giant “rumbling”—something that is meant to get our attention, to reveal what Bonhoeffer described as our “alienation from our origins,” and to point us to the God who is in the process of redeeming his world.
The kinds of things that occupy me here are “rumblings” in one form or another—things that make me uncomfortable or force me to pay attention to God and the world that he has made in a way that I previously hadn’t. Or something like that. I think of this blog as a forum where I can muse about the things that give me metaphysical indigestion, and the rumblings that bring them to the surface.
So that’s my name, and I’m sticking with it—at least until someone suggests something better, or some other innocuous bodily function transports me to new heights of enlightenment and insight…