Sorry for the lag here. This past month I've been distracted by a host of major changes in the direction of my career but not my life, if that makes any sense whatsoever. I've been trying to process and put everything into perspective while avoiding a needless descent into the navel-gazing wasteland of "what if" and "should have, would have, could have".  I suppose the greatest joy and comfort of living by a purpose higher than one's momentary occupation or avocation is that while the outward circumstances of your life may change drastically, your intrinsic purpose and goal still remains the same.

All things work together for good, according to the sovereign will of God. Everything else is need-to-know.

I won't tease or bore you with any more of this Kung Fu-like crypticism (is that a word?), Grasshopper, but just get it off my chest and state that recent events have made the prospect of moving to Oklahoma a real and imminent possibility. There. I said it. I'd been dreaming of building a natural living retreat up there for over three years, and now that the time has finally come to take the leap, I'm hesitant.