Aubree is my best friend’s daughter and calls Jadivan her uncle. Even though none of us are blood related, we all feel like family. Aubree knows that Jadivan had an accident and has some “big ouchies” and she hopes that blowing kisses will make him feel better. She is used to seeing Jadivan with me… Continue reading Fixing the Ouchies
What does it mean to be vulnerable? To really put one’s self out there for all to see? To be the realest version your true self?
When I lived in Minneapolis, I worshipped for a few months with a group called Mennonite Worker. They are a group of people who live in intentional community with one another and practice radical hospitality as a way of following Jesus. Along with opening their doors to anyone and sharing meals and space, each Sunday evening they would gather at the local VFW and sing karaoke. One of the group members explained to me that this weekly gathering was a way for the group to practice being vulnerable with one another and being vulnerable with strangers.
I have been living at the little farmhouse for over month. And most of our cleaning up and fixing up of the inside of the house is done. It’s amazing the work two people can accomplish when the distractions of the big city are gone. Greg and I, so far, have redone both bedrooms, the… Continue reading If these (farmhouse) walls could talk…
I currently have 23 mosquito bites on my legs. I swear the bugs are bigger in the country than in the city. I didn’t see mosquitoes like this in Minneapolis or Boston! I have been fixing up my little home on the prairie for three weeks now. We’ve cleaned out closets,rearranged furniture, painted, and have… Continue reading Back to the Prairie!