We will begin our group book study of Red Letters: Living a Faith That Bleeds, by Tom Davis with a live chat at KnownToMe.net on Sunday, November 1. We will cover the first two chapters of the book, and will start the chat with some questions or comments that came to the front of our minds, but we will not limit our discussion in any way. We will then post a summary of the chat to the forum so we can all post additional thoughts throughout the following week. You can find the Known To Me chat room under the “Member” link at the upper right of the menu bar. Try that link in advance, you may need to adjust your browser’s security settings to get in.
Since we are studying a Tom Davis book, it is great timing that he will be speaking at First Christian Church on November 6th, 6:30pm. The evening includes dinner, music, and the presentation by Tom Davis. This will be special - tickets are $20 per person. But, we will give two sets of two tickets away in a drawing - just take the plunge and tell your story in the KTM forum letting us know how you found KTM, and if there has been anything in your life that has particularly drawn you to caring for “the least of these”. We are just interested in you! Even a line or two counts here.
Remember, there are a lot of people here from a lot of different social and family settings. Please jump in to the forum and introduce yourselves, comment on posts… building relationships is at the heart of what we are doing here.
PS. Leanne, tell Dave I’m disappointed that I don’t have a comment from him on Pensee #1. 
PPS. As you get to know me, you’ll find that I like to put people on the spot… including myself sometimes - in a fun and productive way, of course. The truth is that I hope Dave and Leanne become regular contributors and probably guest bloggers. Some great insights and writing skills from that duo. So, you see, if you don’t tell us about yourself, I’ll start choosing what I want to tell about you. I’m trying to think now of something else I could tell about Dave… maybe about the time I left fragments of my finger for him to clean up in his wood shop. 
That was not a good day… amazing how long ago that was now.
