Months back, Moose and I had an exchange about what it means to keep the sabbath. Long story short: I have been convinced that he was right. In June I basically quit my job when I told them that I could no longer be gone on Sundays. Since then, I have turned down tens of thousands of dollars (to me) in projects. Sometimes I wonder if I’ve lost my mind.
To pay the bills I took up that ol’ Dave Ramsey advice and started delivering pizzas. My coworkers are mostly college students, and that’s provided me with some opportunities; not the least of which is all the humble-pie I can eat. Enough said about that. The point of this post is to get that out of the way so I can share some of the stories I’ve collected in the trenches.
 Though I do believe that Sunday is the day to pick.