Start of a journey....well maybe not.
I'm not entirly certain what's stranger...starting a Blog, or doing so publicly. It's not normal my method to show off, But we'll see how things go. I suppose I should say something about myself and why I feel it nesscary to record me experiences.
I'm a 22 year old christian male in California, I enjoy medival history and western martial arts. I'm part of an Irish Renfaire Guild, the Kennochs (http://www.stkennochs.org) as a Galloglas, or heavy armor fighter. I'm also undergoing Discipleship training in my church, in order to better serve God. I'm a tech support technician and a leathercrafter, so I guess I keep realitvly busy.
Today should be realtivly slow. I'm mostly gearing up for the renfaire season, It'll be my first full year with the guild so a lot of effort is being put towards equipment. My Galloglas leader says that we can only wear clamshell gauntlets, which are pretty expensive, so I'll have to save up for them. (I'm tired of bruised fingers from incorrectly blocking blows.) My Spgian (big knife) and tartan cloth (Galloglaich are scottish by birth) should arrive soon, the products of my tax refund.
Sunday was an lesson for me> As usual, I headed to fighter practice after Church. As usual I had my buttocks handed to me by almost every member of the guild. I hate being the newest member sometimes. The veterans tell me it's a case of not watning victory badly enough, which is probably true, since I've never really cared about losing in a game. Tim, our leader, pulled me aside and asked what was I fighting for. He told me I should be fighting for my personal glory and that it was in pursuit of personal glory taht the greatest fighters were made. I could see how Tim thought this, he is after all, the modern day equivlent of Achilles himself. "personal glory" isn't something I can be comfortable with. My upbringing has always taught me that personal glory was menaingless and if was the honor of the family and the pride of the family roots that mattered. My faith likewise tells me that glory is for God and that personal glory is as fleeting as the mortal life that spurs it onward. Motivation in my combat is lacking, but how do I find it? Can one glory God in competetion? How does one find the motivation to fight so hard? I am studing in order to find out jsut what it was that spurred so many idealistic heroes in history to making great sacrifices. The crusaders (the pious ones, anyway) have provided some clues, as some of them sacrificed everything in the aim of an igonimble end in the Holy Land. I'll pray on it too, of course. It's intresting how some of the smallest things in life can lead to such big questions.
I'm a 22 year old christian male in California, I enjoy medival history and western martial arts. I'm part of an Irish Renfaire Guild, the Kennochs (http://www.stkennochs.org) as a Galloglas, or heavy armor fighter. I'm also undergoing Discipleship training in my church, in order to better serve God. I'm a tech support technician and a leathercrafter, so I guess I keep realitvly busy.
Today should be realtivly slow. I'm mostly gearing up for the renfaire season, It'll be my first full year with the guild so a lot of effort is being put towards equipment. My Galloglas leader says that we can only wear clamshell gauntlets, which are pretty expensive, so I'll have to save up for them. (I'm tired of bruised fingers from incorrectly blocking blows.) My Spgian (big knife) and tartan cloth (Galloglaich are scottish by birth) should arrive soon, the products of my tax refund.
Sunday was an lesson for me> As usual, I headed to fighter practice after Church. As usual I had my buttocks handed to me by almost every member of the guild. I hate being the newest member sometimes. The veterans tell me it's a case of not watning victory badly enough, which is probably true, since I've never really cared about losing in a game. Tim, our leader, pulled me aside and asked what was I fighting for. He told me I should be fighting for my personal glory and that it was in pursuit of personal glory taht the greatest fighters were made. I could see how Tim thought this, he is after all, the modern day equivlent of Achilles himself. "personal glory" isn't something I can be comfortable with. My upbringing has always taught me that personal glory was menaingless and if was the honor of the family and the pride of the family roots that mattered. My faith likewise tells me that glory is for God and that personal glory is as fleeting as the mortal life that spurs it onward. Motivation in my combat is lacking, but how do I find it? Can one glory God in competetion? How does one find the motivation to fight so hard? I am studing in order to find out jsut what it was that spurred so many idealistic heroes in history to making great sacrifices. The crusaders (the pious ones, anyway) have provided some clues, as some of them sacrificed everything in the aim of an igonimble end in the Holy Land. I'll pray on it too, of course. It's intresting how some of the smallest things in life can lead to such big questions.
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