Intimate with Strangers.

Yesterday I started the journey of 31 days of writing.

I began by uprooting. Now, let us plant, grow, let roots go deep as we sit and meditate, let’s swing on new branches, both strong and flimsy, let’s eat juicy fruit and learn from other trees as the month progresses…

Day Two.

Check out this link.

‘There are no strangers here, just friends you haven’t met yet’

We are created to be relational.

“Let us make man in our image, in our likeness. … It is not good for man to be alone” (Genesis 1:26, Genesis 2:18). The phrase, “Let us make man in our image” reveals an “us-ness” in the very nature of God. The very essence of God is relational, and that essential quality has been imprinted on humans. This capacity for a relationship with God extends to humans, which is why the Genesis story declares that God created Eve for Adam because “it is not good for man to be alone.” Relevant Mag.

This is why I love working in our Hope Centre.

Where us strangers gather, eat, connect.

Become friends. Become family.

IMG_2593Hope Centre Bonding.

But as I write I realize that the Hope Centre is an easy example to use. I’m challenged to bring it home,  relationships I am face to face with daily. My family.

A family of six goes many directions hourly. You can imagine. At the end of the day when we’re all tired, our heads turn downward and we stare at our orchard of apple products.

I’m not going to have a go at social media here – because I love it! But I overdo it which often means my kids do too – something has to give.

face.chat.snap.book.shut.

askmeanything.as.i.tumble.

pheedme.insta.likes.

whatsapp.trod.on.a.pin.

kik.that.click.

Let us begin with our immediate family. Let us not be strangers in our own home.

My family lived around the table. That’s where connection happened. Touch, laughter, tears, eye contact. Friendship.

The table. A perfect place to start…

See you tomorrow!

Love, Michelle xo

NaBloPoMo November 2013

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13 thoughts on “Intimate with Strangers.

  1. I grew up with my Parents, two brothers (one older, one 14 years younger) and an older sister. My parents were foster parents to 26 kids. We all squeezed around a table in a big old farmhouse. I love people… so two weeks ago I met a lady at the airport, took her to her hotel and hung out with her for the next two days. She’s from Chicago and wanted to meet me, because I had posted something loving about my husband on a Vince Gill site.Turns out, that we both became awesome friends. Her name is Renee Perek and she’s never been this brave before…but felt lead to meet me. Weird…I know. My kids were worried it might be a serial killer LOL.So be brave and invite new friends into your life…what do we have to lose. ♥

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