back to writing

(Waiting for our trolley in front of the Boston Museum of Fine Arts.)

It's time.
One more symposium summary post to go. And it is a doozy... read every word.
But after that? It's time for me to write again.
I'm not sure where I'll start, but there's plenty buzzing around in my brain. And I mean plenty.

Possible titles include, but are not limited to:

Eugene Peterson, Teresa of Avila and My Grandmother: The Sublime in the Ordinary
or
A Childhood Dream Comes True (and it isn't the one about running my own circus...but it's close)
or
Mothering Teens: What No One Else is Saying (a real expose')

So cast your vote here, ladies and gentlemen! It's probably not the most important vote you'll get to cast in the next couple of weeks, but heck it might be one that actually makes a difference. And won't that just feel good?

(Austin arts pastor David Taylor swaps stories with the congregation at Union Center)