Fourteen is a tough age. I remember the feeling. I didn’t quite deserve a spot at the adults’ table, but I wanted to be respected and included.
July 6, 2021
I’ve been a guest at some super fancy houses. Exhausted one summer, I visited a friend who lives by the sea. Smiling, she hugged me, settled me into a wicker chaise lounge on her wrap-around porch, put a chilled white wine in my hand, and treated me like royalty. I was accepted and cared for in these luxurious surroundings.
June 22, 2021
Many of my fondest memories as a welcomed guest take place in one room, or even in one part of one room. Any semi-cleared spot can be a space for acceptance: a place to be heard. I don’t have to go crazy getting my entire house “company-ready” for my visiting friends to be loved.
June 1, 2021
We are for the dog-tired deconstructers, the burnt out pastors, the adventurous faithful, and so many more...
May 31, 2021
