Fonts

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I know. Super exciting topic.

But I like fonts.

I don’t know why, but I have spent way too much time trying to find the best font for different projects. Or just regular documents. And by spent too much time I mean wasted too much time. I don’t know what it is, but fonts make a huge difference to me.

My favorite one to use on Google Docs is Quattrocentro:

And my favorite cursiveish one is Dr Sugiyama:

Not that you asked. But you were wondering.

I’ve now learned not to waste too much time anymore. I try to pick quickly the fonts I use on cover images for blogs. There are so many options I could spend literally an hour at least just picking fonts, but I keep it to just a few minutes (15 is a few, right?).

Storytime.

I was writing notes on my laptop (I like writing them instead of typing them because it’s more freeform and it’s better for my wrist). But, as with fonts, I have a thing for how the ink shows on certain devices. I like the dynamic pressure and different angles, instead of just one even thickness no matter how you write or how hard you press.

And no, I haven’t spent a stupid amount of time on trying to find different note taking apps just to find the ink I like. Totally not. Totally.

Anyways, I found out that I could make my own type font with my handwriting, so that when I type on the keyboard, it uses my handwriting! That was pretty exciting, until I used it:

The first line is the “myfont” that uses samples of my writing to use as I type, whereas the second line is a snapshot of my actual writing.

As you can see, although there are similarities, the words look different. The written words look different because the written letters look different, depending on what letters are surrounding it. For example, the ‘h’ in ‘The’ looks different than the one in ‘the.’ They can connect better because they aren’t just individual letters typed, but letters that flow together.

But why tell you about my affection for fonts?

Because Jesus.

(Betcha didn’t see that one coming on a website that barely ever talks about Jesus.)

This is how we’re called to share the Gospel.

I know it doesn’t make sense yet, but be a good criminal and hang with me for a minute (check out that Good Friday reference).

I’ve struggled with being me. I want to fit in. I want to be liked. I want to be accepted. But often times in order to do that, I’ve had to be more like others and less like me.

What I should be doing instead is to still relate and connect with others depending on who they are, yet still retaining who I am. Not changing who I am. Not letting myself be defined by anything or anyone other than God.

God made me an ‘h,’ and an ‘h’ is who I should always be. Even though the ‘h’ looks different, it’s still an ‘h.’ It can even sound different – maybe sometimes I need to be honest and be silent. Or I need to f it and be tough.

But no matter what, I need to stay an ‘h’ – because that’s who God made me, and trying to do it my own way won’t work out so well for me in the end.

Because as an ‘h,’ I can either be a part of heaven, or a part of hell.