I'm "away" being a trainer at a week long intensive congregation development thing, and my brain is fried, in case you're wondering about how quiet I've been in blogosphere-world lately. I put "away" in "" because our residential retreat center is a whopping 30 miles away from my home. I'm having a hard time really remembering why I am here in a tiny little room with a lonely single bed when a 20 minute car ride could place me squarely back where I belong, surrounded by Andrew and cats and the lovely familiar sounds of our neighborhood in summertime. Think lots of talking and bustle on the streets and sometimes a siren or two.
But I am taking it as the retreat that it is, and resisting the urge to flee back to the familiar until at least Thursday. We'll just have to wait and see if there are any brilliant insights that hit me in the coming days. I promise to share, should any reveal themselves.