| What I meant to say is that all this means far less than it might sound, and will probably not any dreams but my own. But, this is my exchange for a confident future for Mad Mondays.Few people manage to watch, listen and read every ounce of content I put out. No one will mourn the dreams I am letting die on lists of projects left uncreated in my dustbin but me. This is my Lenten humiliation, and for it I am glad: I am but one man, and the sole arrow in my quiver is an eight-year-old boy who is quickly growing up.YouTube isn’t going to change. The Mad Christian podcast, it’s going to get even better. And Mad Mondays will be in your inbox, swift and sure as putting your trust in princes will fail you every time.I can’t promise you the content of the content. I can only promise that it will be from me, and it will be real. |
