flimsy attempts

I guarantee this blog will be clumsy. I'll write sporadically. One posting will be eloquent. Thoughtful. Powerful. The next will be short. Obvious. Half assed. Such has always been my approach to spirituality. Sometimes devoted. At other times lazy. 

I don't accept that as the way things will always be. I hope for improvement, but I know myself well enough to suggest you adjust your expectations accordingly. I named this blog "E Back Again" because I feel often feel like that plastic shopping bag blowing in the wind in the last frame of American Beauty. Sometimes it looks as though it's moving purposefully. At others wistfully. I'm not quite sure where it'll land. If it will land. That's part of it's beauty. Part of it's tragedy. Such has been my life. And my relationship with God. 

I've been at this long enough. 14 years. Exactly half of my life. And there has been great undulation as CS Lewis described in Screwtape Letters. Seasons of intense interest and disinterest. Devotion and desertion interspersed. Yet I always land back where I started; on my knees before my Father. 

So read at your own discretion.

I don't want to disappoint you, but I know that I will.

I hope to connect with and encourage you. God willing I'll do that too.

We shall see.