The Return

So here I am back at Common Grounds after an almost 4 week separation. There are no words that can adequately express everything about the time in between. Just know, that I am a wreck on many levels. I have lost the only figment of real family I had left. And God and I are working some things out.

Now I'm back in Texas, sharing in the love and fellowship of these amazing interns and staff. Still diving deep into the education I want to get in community, poverty, and the call of Christ. I haven't done anything too incredible since I got back. I worked at the World Cup Cafe, waiting tables and such on Saturday for the first time and then served at the Poverty Simulation that night at the World Hunger Banquet. It has not been that hard getting back into the swing of things. It's been really slow too since I got back and that's what MW has been expecting. Once July 4th passed, it would be a slow decline to the end. We haven't had a work group since I got here but I have loved sharing so much time with the interns. Living together has been incredible. A great source of support and 'family-feel' when I've really needed to be around people a lot.

I did get the visit a Mennonite church on Sunday called Hope Fellowship. It was very interesting. Started at 9 with breakfast. The church built its structure on the principles of the house church in Acts. They meet in an old old green house. After breakfast, they have like an hour of worship music that is incredible and yet very simple, like half in Spanish. Then a little fellowship/coffee break and a Bible lesson. However, this Sunday one girl (probably my age) spoke on her experience living in a modern Mennonite community in Chicago. These aren't the bonnet-wearing, long dress wearing people. Very modern, just liberal-minded and earthy. Lots of chacos and hairy legs around.


All in all, I'm so glad to be back. I will cry when its over and hope to milk it for all its worth in the last days.