Okay. So, I began blogging here on my Releblog when it first launched (like a good boy) three times straight. And then, I fell off the wagon. You see, though I am a writer, I am not a full-time writer. I also spend a great deal of time entrenched in the world of multimedia production and, as my job shifts from one milieu to the next from week to week, so does my focus. All this to say that this is only my fourth post. And my first in about six months. I feel like the dude who couldn’t quite wake up for his quiet time the third Monday after New Year’s.
So, how have you been?
I’ve been shoving my body through the winter doldrums on a steady diet of friendly debates concerning the book of Exodus, the primaries, Lost theories, and whether or not Anton Chigur was a metaphor for death itself rather than an actual character. I have braved a winter storm that killed our power for a week, I have begun working through the death of a loved one, and I have suffered a ten-day all-soup full-colon cleanse that left little to my imagination regarding what lies deep within me.
All that – AND I’ve been loving the new Lizz Wright CD.
I think this is the perfect amalgamation of my life experience. A lot of spirituality thrown into a blender with a little comedy, tragedy, pop culture, physical pain – and all set to a dynamite soundtrack. Isn’t that what life should be? Great people – friends and family – fighting out the rough spots in a sin-drenched world while clinging fast to our faith with our actions, efforts, and words? Finding joy and fulfillment where we can and occasionally basking in the pleasure of someone’s God-given talent (whether or not they acknowledge where it comes from)? It certainly makes the crushing blows carry less of a thumping punch. It makes us the sort of people who Christ shines through. The sort of people that make other people say – what exactly is that?
I’ve been thinking a lot these days about the recipe that is my life. Mostly because my new book “Half-Life / Die Already” comes out April 1. It’s a rumination on what it truly means to die to ourselves and surrender to Christ. I hope you get the chance to check it out.
In the meantime, keep checking back with me here and in the magazine. I’ve been absent for far too long. I’ll post again soon. Maybe this time it will only be five months.
