Sprouting wings

Off into the wild blue yonder (or, here in ILM country, the gray, misty overcast), again.

Heading to Abilene. Almost feel like a cowboy driving a herd of cattle to market, only I’m not a cowboy, I don’t have any cows to drive and I don’t ride very well on a horse. But, other than that, I’ll pretend I’m a cowboy.

Excited about what I’m going to learn and who I’m going to meet (heading to a Global Awakening conference).

This ought to be fun…

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