Red, Blue, Green.
(or, how 3 orthogonal colours are painting my world)

I’m almost scared to hope for too much when we begin writing tomorrow afternoon. The more I think about it, the more I wonder if it isn’t imperative we be writing for the church. Duane’s done a lot to get that started and Matt did even more before that, but there hasn’t been much done to start any kind of true process. I’m very excited about doing something in earnest now.

It’s a sad thing to be leaving right as it starts to get intentional, but here’s hoping for the best. We need something to happen.