I remember my first exercise book in elementary school. It was called a scribbler. We were taught to practice our printing in it with great care. Ever since then I have been frightened of scribbling. Scribblers weren't really safe places for trying things out. They were marked with red pencils when we got things wrong. This little blog is meant to be a place to practice scribbling the gospel in my own words without fear of the teacher's red pencil. And, as for describing myself as holy, I have posted a few thoughts about my struggle with the word holy at "salt of the earth". That's me in the front row with the plaid shirt helping to hold up the sign.