it's far too late on saturday night, but my head and spirit are brimming with fullness and inspiration and questions. right now i'm in a holiday inn in grand rapids, michigan, where daniel and i were part of a 36 hour "festival of faith and music" at calvin college. our friend justin is with us, snoring in the second bed as i write. we've been immersed in truth and beauty and plain reality for the past two days, and now i'm exhausted. so. the details will have to wait a day or two. but until then, the primary point floating around in my sleepy head is that "Confession is the only mode of truth-telling." (david dark) feel free to comment on that assumption, dear ones! sweet dreams!