Okay, so that title will go down in history as the most inappropriate ever, but the worldly wise among us know that the Irish "gift of the gab" isn't just a clever name.
Back to the question at hand--what in the world was I doing here this weekend?
The real reason--and this I can say without question--is that only God knows for sure. And as your detail-obsessed, fellow sojourner I can also say for certain that He's not telling. But His spirit is moving around here and if there's one thing I do know, it's to follow His lead wherever it may go; working against it leads to (feel free to select the analogy of your choice) the unsatisfying equivalent of swimming upstream with lead in your boots--or trying to finish the laundry once and for all.
So, there are many questions being asked, much discernment happening, and tons of prayers being lifted on the Ark. And by God's grace, there will soon be some answers.