These past couple of days I haven't been as effusive as I might; I come to the computer, think about what I might write, and find myself blocked. I think of sharing what's deep and real, and it makes me tired. I think about all of the various amusing things that have happened lately, and I can't think of a decent place to start. I suppose this is the kind of dilemma all Misters Spectator face from time to time.

Shel and I have been spending time with SCW and EW recently, and even attending their church. The church is known for doing a great job in the design and implementation of small groups, and the thought has occurred to me that that format might actually work here.

For those of you who don't know, I have an aversion to small groups. To be frank, I think the small group structure is inherently flawed, and that practically speaking it has been the source of tremendous isolation and the locus of ostracism in churches everywhere. I know few people -- even those who recommend small groups -- whose experiences with small group activity is predominantly positive. On the whole, people I know harbor a lot of disappointment with the format, and disillusionment with the prospect of deep relationship in a community setting.

But wait! What if it did work, somehow, someway? Wouldn't that be worth doing?

And so, ever the fool to return to my folly, I return to contemplate joining a small group. Mind you, this is nothing against those who do well in that setting; I just wonder if I'll ever do well there myself.