In my prayer time this morning, I was impressed with the thought that what we are doing might just be a holy thing in spite of the 6 that are involved. What I mean is what I couldn't communicate yesterday because of my insatiable (though often unsuccessful) desire to say something funny is that I think God has led us to something of meaning, something that will inform and restore our ministries. I need some more quiet. I need a more sure foundation that I think a more spiritually disciplined life can provide. I am excited to see how God uses what we learn, the accountability we gain, and the Sabbath we experience to further His Kingdom. I just felt like this morning, God assured me that He was involved in this, for that I am grateful. Then a baby started crying, my silence and prayer was broken, and the day crept in!