catching the swing

I love the slow and steady accumulation of activity that happens in this house around 6 pm. Those who have worked are coming home from their 9-5's and those who haven't are coming home from their errands or more likely, their shenanigans. For a few minutes, we are scattered individuals with separate tasks, but inevitably we find ourselves sort of absent-minded-ly clustering together over some random thing we can share interest in: the new mango juice for instance...
Today, at 6:30 our togetherness became a bit more intentional and we had our first house worship time. We started off with Rob Bell's discussion about Peter's attempt to walk on water but...of course, that's not where the conversation stayed. Conversations in this household take on lives of their own, and before we knew it, we found ourselves talking about how we as Western/American Christians react to the Holy Spirit...or even how we react to the reactions others have to receiving the Holy Spirit. I'm not describing the conversation well...but that's how conversations are I suppose: less vivid as their retold.
Often times conversations about such things can feel "rabbit-hole-ish" or webbed...but somewhere in the midst of our tangents and trailing...there seemed to be something working...living if you will.
Our individual projects are starting up like sloppy little dandelion buds. The transition from "idea" to "action" is always full of funny mixtures of hope and revision. But knowing that such a mix is appropriate makes it feel like real progress. In some ways, this is the part of the big-project journey where we head out a little ways to identify where the hills and valleys are: or where the impasses might be. Its going to be so exciting to watch everyone as we journey along.

Hopefully it will make a good read, too. :)

As always,
God is alive and we've got our eyes out for Him.