I am selfish. It is obvious by the prolonged silence I have in this space. The silence doesn’t represent periods of drought in my life. Well, not always. There are times of stale stagnation. But then there are times of rich learning and deep fellowship which I hoard. So here we are. A crossroads if you will. The realization that the fellowship I have known, which I have selfishly held in isolation, is for you too. Can I, may I, share it with you? Will you enter into this fellowship with me? Perhaps you have experienced your own? I pray…