So, I just self-censored my third post for this-here blog.
Just wanted you to know I still love you, still appreciate you, still plan to blog. But what I'm thinking these days is not making it through the grid of my internal censor. Lots of Tweets, but no publishable post at the moment.
So, in the meanwhile, you just think about Mark Driscoll's latest sex-soaked expression (which, just roll that phrase around) and all the high-visibility enabling it's getting, including from critics; you think about Christendom and Christian publishing and Christian reformed Gospelblogging; you think about what people say they want to see more of vs. what they actually promote... think about what you might be thinking, or trying not to think, if you were me... and you'll have a better time of it than if I wrote you a post.
Have a splenderrific day.