For an idea of how I feel like right now, listen to "Time to Pretend" by MGMT while reading The Lord's Prayer aloud. That's the battle in my mind/soul. Is it weird to want to rid of myself of purity for the purpose of not worrying about it?

How do you mud wrestle in an all-white tux and not get dirty?

I know this one Guy, s'posed to be be the best at getting stains out.

Friday night I experienced some new environments. I was pleasantly surprised at some parts, and not surprised at all by others.

Saturday I spent at the beach with people I love and who love me. The beach always leaves me refreshed and contemplative. I felt the inklings of a desire to... more actively engage/embrace/figure out my faith.

For the last two years or so this has always meant starting with The Lord's Prayer. I can't explain why completely, except that many times I have no idea what else to pray, and that is the most sure, true, simple thing I can think of as a starting point. It has always meant a lot to me in that respect.

Sunday I played drums at church. It is a uniquely satisfying experience. Then Mike Patz serendipitously decided to pray the Lord's Prayer. Strike One.

Had a great lunch with Glenn. Remembrance. I spent a lot of time that day reflecting on life.

Sunday Night I watched The Soloist. What an amazing film. More amazing than the story of commitment, community, friendship, love was the moment closer to the end of the film that finds a major character emotionally reciting the Lord's Prayer, slowly, intentionally. Strike Two. I went to bed, unsure of what steps to take ( I know what hasn't worked and what I DON'T want to be like) but not willing to throw out the baby with the bathwater.

Monday Morning. I sit down at work, open my email, where I receive a Daily Text from the Moravian Church, just a couple of quick verses and a short prayer for the day; I highly recommend it, by the way. Many days it's the only Bible I get.

Today, for the first time ever in these emails, the prayer was, indeed, the Lord's Prayer.

Strike Three. Now what?

I don't know, but I'm hopeful.

“Seek not to understand that you may believe, but believe that you may understand.”

Saint Augustine