The weather lately has been damp, cold, and rainy, a much needed change from the muggy heat of August. With those changes has come a dawning realization of the need for resurection in my own life. Old habits that must die, new dreams that must be explored, and a persistant calling to live radically different than the ways of the world (and yes, even the “church”). I hope that this will be a safe place to dialogue about these changes and to process the thoughts and feelings along the way. Perhaps by allowing the gardner to till the earth of my soul, to carefully lay out the rows of my thoughts, and to plant seeds of hope, a new leaf might emerge.