AI Walked Into My Café. I’m Not Ready.

Not because I don’t have thoughts about AI — I have too many, and most of them contradict each other before I finish my first cup. I’ve been putting it off because everyone is writing about AI right now, and the last thing the internet needs is another guy with a blog explaining what a large language model is.

So let me be clear about what this is not. This is not a tech news site. I will not be ranking the top ten AI tools of 2026. There are people who do that well, and they publish faster than I drink coffee, which is saying something.

This is a café. And in a café, you don’t get briefings. You get conversations — the kind where someone asks a question halfway through, puts their cup down, and says, “Okay, but what does that actually mean?”

That’s the question I keep circling. Because AI stopped being a technology topic for me sometime last year. It quietly became a life topic. It showed up in my work. It showed up in how I read, how I write, how I think. And — this is the part I didn’t expect — it started showing up in church. Not as a subject of doctrine exactly, but as a question underneath them: if a machine can now do the things I thought made me useful, what exactly was I offering all along?

This is the first post in a series on AI and its effects on work, daily life, identity, and spirituality. I’m learning as I go, and this blog is where I’m keeping the record.