Last week, I migrated my little firm’s website and Domain Name Server to a new hosting platform.
And with that, I’ve just proven I can write a sentence about which my reading comprehension tends to hover around 10%.
Which is to say: DNS and HTML and MX Servers – and all their confusing cousins in the website hosting world – remain rather foreign concepts to me. They involve a whole ‘nother language, about which I have only a modicum of interest in learning.
I took the plunge essentially because I’m a skinflint. A couple of months ago, my old hosting platform offered to upgrade their service – to include an SSL certificate – for a not-inconsiderable annual fee. I’d never heard of SSL certificates prior to that point, but a quick info search convinced me SSLs are a pretty important part of an online web presence these days.
To me, it begged the question: If SSL certificates are necessary, then why aren’t they included in the “base” hosting package? And I discovered that they are, with many providers – just not the outfit of which I’d been a loyal customer for 20+ years.
So I turned my annoyance into action…and waded into what became a weeks-long process of content development and technical transfer – truly a trial-by-fire for a guy who’d much rather be playing MarbleWorks with his grandkids.
Suffice it to say, there were a few low spots along the way. I didn’t descend into despair, exactly. But on more than one occasion, I couldn’t see a clear path forward either. And surprisingly, that’s where “community” kicked in.
I wasn’t even aware that I’d joined a community when I chose my new hosting platform. But I’m grateful that I did. There was a noticeable difference in the way the tech support people at the new place treated me compared to the old. I found encouragement and gratitude there – a far cry from the mere tolerance I’d grown accustomed to, throughout my 20-year association with the previous provider.
It’s pretty amazing, what a little encouragement can do. My false starts didn’t turn into dead ends…and by Friday morning, I’d managed to complete the DNS transfer successfully, as well as launch a modest new website for my firm.
I found an echo of this experience in the gospel story we hear at Mass this week. It’s one of my favorites – recounting the tale of the blind beggar Bartimaeus, whose encounters of community run the gamut…from negative…
[M]any rebuked [Bartimaeus], telling him to be silent. But he kept calling out all the more, “Son of David, have pity on me.”
[T]hey called the blind man, saying to him, “Take courage; get up, Jesus is calling you.”
The real power comes from Jesus, of course. It is He who cures the man’s blindness. But one thing I love about this story is how it highlights the essential role that community plays in the experience of salvation. For far too long, I was blind to that reality in my life.
I was blind, but now I see.
Let us pause now…to recall that we are in the presence of the Holy & Merciful One.
Speaking of websites: My wife Gerri and daughter Ellen recently launched theirs — to promote the beauty their artworks add to our little corner of the world. Click the button to check it out!