"Be generous in your self surrender.  " (Hannah Whitall Smith)

Our rewrite is underway. It has actually been underway for quite sometime now, we are just dressed in the awareness of our Leader now. And yet my morning prayer is that our begging hearts remain. I know we are alive, humble, and near when our longing is out on the table. for us to claim and the world to know, unabashadly we surrender our will and plans and expose our fear, anxiety, hope, anticipation as YOUR rewrite lapses over my well written script.  

It feels so very imperfect and less clear than we imagined. i ask God to let me recieve these provisions and trust that these doors we have said yes to don't mean we are lost again just because what is on the inside is yet again not what we pictured or requested. Yet it is provision. and the door was open. So we walk through. And hope.  

I have more to write about the last month than I can even possibly begin to riffle through in any order although I do want to remember. what's right in front is this - a new tiny place on the second floor of a triplex, one street up in our loved neighborhood and neighbors; a new job for me at The Seattle School of Theology & Psychology beginning Monday; Stephen taking August off to run this house and care for Hannah (lucky girl).  Not what we pictured but we are here, setting up camp, keeping our hands open for what's here and trying our hardest to love each other well in the rewrite.