My head hurts.

I don’t think I’ve ever had to process as much as I have over the past week and a half; I don’t think I’ve ever been exposed to what I have been exposed to… I know I haven’t.

I don’t even have doubts about what I’m supposed to do with it all. The depth and breadth of the information I’m receiving is almost overwhelming but the experience of living it daily in a community that mirrors the first century church makes it as transparent as the proverbial nose on your face.

I am in that odd place of wanting to get back home so I can start sharing, implementing, empowering and seeing the Kingdom rush in to fill the void that is going to be left when people are freed from the lies they’ve lived in the dark kingdom, and the desire to stay in this safe harbor of of true Kingdom life.

I can’t wait ti get back but I don’t want to go.

As I noted, my head hurts…