(Planting mustard seeds, I presume.)

The Wesleyan streak of my youth (no nudity involved) never really left me.  Indeed, it fits quite well with the evangelical Anglican parish pushing for a return to gospel roots that is my church home in northern Virginia.  (The pastor has even referenced the brothers Wesley as role models on more than one occasion.)  I am also now attending a small Methodist church while on my farm sabbatical.  So, I was glad to see this group of old school evangelicals get up and going, and  am happy to get down in the dirt with them.  See what I’ve planted here.