Mama K. In 2010 that was the nickname given to me by a high school student a couple of days into our short-term missions trip to Corozal Town, Belize. Mama K? I was only thirty-eight years old and suddenly college students and post-grads were calling me "Mama K". The first few times that I … Continue reading WHO IS MY COMMUNITY?
"Because you will always have a place at our table." This is the gift I present to every one who has been a part of our weekly community dinners as they move away from our great city towards whatever is next on their journey. A fork and knife from my silverware drawer (the actual cutlery … Continue reading THE GIFT OF SENDING
My patio dining table. It is lovingly referred to as "The Table" by our friends and family. And it tells most of my favorite stories. Last year I attended a "Storyline Conference" led by Donald Miller. A guest speaker, Sarah Harmeyer, shared about her desire to really know her community that led her to ask … Continue reading AT THE TABLE
Home is a word that is defined a thousand different ways. Each translation holding significant meaning to the heart that bears the word. "You can take me down to show me your home. Not the place where you live, but the place where you belong." - Toad of the Wet Sprocket, "Something to Say". I heard … Continue reading THE PLACE WHERE YOU BELONG
There are a thousand different stories that can be shared from this photo. Some of them are are triumphant. Some are heart-breaking. Many are beautiful. This is a picture of a dinner party at a Mexican restaurant to honor an engagement. But it is also so much more. It's a photograph of feasting and celebrating … Continue reading A TAPESTRY OF LOVE