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I don't know what's going on. I'm developing this weird fascination and appreciation of color all abouts me. A couple of Sundays ago I was walking home after church and I stopped three times to note color, beauty and contrast. I'm the fastest walker I know. Yet I find myself taking time to pause and wonder.

I work at Starbucks as a part time job and everyday I ask somebody what color they are wearing to hear what their remarks will be. I'm starring at ties and shirt ensembles while I should be listening to "grande...machi-a-toes...blah, blah...with....." I find myself noticing that color is the first thing I note about a person (not their complexion but the colors they wear. When someone switches a jacket of hat, I usually ask if they are wearing a new jacket because in my mind, i associate people with their winter color.

The color wheel hangs in my eyes and I often compliment people on their dashing approach to color swatches and ensembles and struggle to keep quiet when in the presence of color mis-managment.

I find this latent wonder etching into the art I make as well. The way I see concepts and wavelengths is becoming more vibrant and contrasting and the way I express concepts and idea are becoming more pronounced in the array visible light.

My viens have been made drunk on vision and now my heart begins to pump trust and confidence in what the Lord will do. I'm a changing man.

Wow. I'm here in New Orleans. I'm experiencing some training in regards to my privilege to start a new kind of church in boston for misfits who want to connect to God. (Don't worry - I am one.) I'm also being recharged and "retuned" for this adventurous task. So much that I'm experiencing many contagious overwhelming fits of energy and excitement. I can't sit still and then 40 minutes later I just want to sleep because all this anticipation, imagination, creativity, and excitement wears me out. I can only tap the ground so many times per second for a half hour.

God's brewing a lot stuff in me for this church plant He wants me to lead and for me and Him personally. This ideation of what God wants to do with me in boston is more overwhelming than heroine laced with crack rock. I can't wait to return to boston. Yes once again, this God of particles and wavelengths is wringing change in me. This crazy roller coaster of life with God ensues. Game on.

So most days when I return home from job #2 (working at Starbucks), I come in check email, research a present notion (a new-to-me musical artist, weather, or a int'l new issue of the day) or split the next half hour between food and down time.

Sometime around 3:00 my body fatigued from arising before dawn, desires to crash. Depending on how much sleep I scrapped last night, I'm usually helpless and fall prey to a small slumber in the afternoon. Crumbs! I'm losing hours that I could be reading, praying, communicating with people, or anything else more productive than drooling on my sleeve

So ny new habit is going to JP Licks, getting a cup of tea and reading. During today's 3:00 danger zone I read my bible and journaled. As I was praying I was struck with a reoccurring creative notion. Whenever I these come when I journal my prayers I usually take a timeout and complete the prayer -sprouted thought tangent. (Optimistically I dare to believe that God might be wanting me to go with him on a creative tangent.)

Lemme tell you...today...today was electric daydreaming or God adding fuel to a vision He posited within me and it's not really about church planting. It's big. I might start a new business for job #3. I don't think I need a job #3 but I think I need to fulfill the things prepared for me and oh yeah, it's going to be much fun.

Now I have to tell you, something weird is going on. When I left seminary (a grad school for ministry) I thought to myself, "I don't want to read another book." So I ran away from the bounded pages of literacy and fed on learning new music, perusing web pages, and listening to the news. I still needed my daily supply of news, content, and new concepts.

Now I'm at another point of change. I actually want to read books now. *Gasp* I'm no longer afraid to touch them or even attempt to tackle a book. I won't attempt to read 3 at a time but if I'm not enchanted to complete the book in a week we'll just move on to the next one please. So far I'm reading books that aren't longer than 250 pages and it's all non-fiction stuff faith and theology stuff. If you have suggestions of any genre, I'm open but it can't be a horrible book. So I guess I'm like 87% open (excluding the stinky-waste-of trees genre).

Ok. So I'm going to give this another go. I want to communicate and share what's happening in life and learnings and love. I will persist.