I think I'm done here, at least for a period. This congregation was never meant to be my home, and while I've tried to leave my mark (X) and drop some crumbs, I'm afraid to stick around and see it become an abattoir for my soul. The great awakening is outside, and that's where I'll be, serving my fellow countrymen on the front lines.

I suppose the last thing I'll say is that I had a dream last night where I received a phone call and the voice on the other end was quite clear and somewhat robotic (perhaps pre-recorded). After I picked it up I responded to the voice in acknowledgement, after which it disconnected.