Last week I took a few days to do almost nothing with my family. Almost nothing consists of sitting beside (or in) a beautiful lake, eating carnivore smorgasbord on the patio and, when appropriate, using the 4x4 ranger to beat a broken path through the woods.
But on my mind were many more things, the things I can’t leave behind.
I’m very energized by the continued fruits of expositional preaching and looking forward to even more in the Easter ‘23 series that starts this coming Sunday, Run Toward the Tomb! We’ll spend time over the next few weeks in Acts, Revelation and Proverbs, leading up to a 3-week study of Noah! You can listen to it all at the …Saved podcast or on the youtube channel.
Every time I think I reach the depths of smart noting, a new layer of possibilities opens up. I am at last admitting that I will not write a book on smart noting until I’m done learning about it. In the meantime, it’s hard to look back when there is so much in front of you. This month I’m experimenting with (1) paperclips (2) portfolio-binding (a way to keep clipped 6x4 decks together) and (3) a “slip-journal” (a bound leather journal that only receives the most intentional if inputs).
I’m also still playing with triangle paper. It has a fun interaction with paperclips and the slip journal, but I am certain there are many eclectic uses to be found. Pythagoras was no man’s fool.
But what I’m also jazzed about is the uptick in time and energy in publishing Earth. It’s not exactly the content I’m known for, nor is it the only content I want to publish. But, for my own journey, it is the bellwether of mental wellness, a task that discipline alone, Deo Volente, can accomplish, and therefore a true rite of passage for me.
Meanwhile, other proximate writings are breathing again. Four chapters of DUST are good enough that my eleven-year-old son wants to see more. I’m making ready use of my non-patented Chat-GPT Genera-Generator style-analysis editorial-tool, based upon my previously designed Genera-Theory Worldbuilding Framework, some of which might fit nicely as an entry in On Fiction Writing here in the future.
Meanwhile, this week things took a turn for the confusing. We’re all doing well here on the other side, but it was a pretty jarring, even traumatic, experience for the family. For the moment, that is all I’m ready to share publicly here, but please know that we are well and looking forward to still more days in which the King’s grace is sufficient.
‘The King’s grace is sufficient’! Wonderful. Your words are like aged anything (cheese,wine, vinegar). Layered with a bite.