I titled this post a couple of weeks ago. I didn’t have time to write it, but wanted to at least park the title as a means of, in a way, committing to its composition.

There were other titles that came to mind that particularly low day, but this was the most publicly acceptable one I could muster. So with Mozart, Brain Power in my ear, I feel a bit like David composing one of his Psalms (sort of… you‘ll have to read to the end). Not one of the pretty ones, rather, one of the messier ones.

I’m in a season where, while not entirely hopeless, I do hope less…

• If you don’t have time for a long post… I’d recommend reading it another time.
• If you do have time for a long post… make sure the coffee’s hot!

Let’s go!