Sometimes what looks unfinished is finished. Sometimes what emerges from the fire is more truthful than what we intended to make. And sometimes the next step in rebuilding a life begins with knowing when to stop, look at what is already here, and let God turn the page.
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One Little Thing
Some problems arrive so large that we disappear inside them. On Hope’s Day, an insurance envelope, memories of architecture, a lesson from Mom, and a Bruce Springsteen song taught us something different: one little thing. Then another. Hope is not knowing how everything will turn out. Hope is learning how to remain here while we find out.
Something More Than Messages in Bottles
We call ourselves a plural family/system. Our language may not always be the language someone uses to search for people like us. Maybe by meeting people where they’re at, it will help them meet us where we’re at. We need something more than messages in bottles.
Notes from the Treehouse 