Wow, I feel like a groundhog sticking his head up out of the hole, just checking to make sure the world is still there. For several weeks now, my world has revolved around preparing reports for our upcoming US National Conference in June. And for the past ten days, I've been working on proposals for revising the Discipline, our "manual of operations," to fit the denominational structure authorized last February. A hugely-different structure requires a huge array of changes in how we operate. I'm not the one who's supposed to figure out the details. I'm just organizing things for the delegates to tackle once they arrive in this fair town in five weeks.

Lots of problems with that structure. Lots of issues that require hours and hours of face-to-face discussion to work out everything from philosophy to nuts-and-bolts issues--discussions that must happen either before the conference convenes, or that will happen on the conference floor. And it'll be the latter at this point.

And Constitutional issues. To pull off this structure, we'll need to fudge several times on Constitutional language. How many pieces of fudge will the delegates be willing to swallow? I don't know.

But I'm immersed in this stuff right now, desperately trying to crank out the material so other people can see it. People know that two study committees were working on the details, but nothing's been made available yet. At this point, I'm the bottleneck. Surely my closeness to this stuff is causing me to not see things straight.

But alas, with every word I type here, I'm prolonging the bottleneck.

So excuse me, as I pull my head back into the hole. I'm not being lazy or negligent. Really. It's just that this blog has been forced not only into the back seat, but through the trunk and into the basket on the bicycle strapped to the back of the U-Haul trailer I'm pulling. Sometime, I'll get back to this thing. For now, my fingers have other words to type.