10/25/2020
Saving seeds. Itâs a better metaphor for this season than âuprootingâ: less brutal, less homeless, more hopeful.
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Truth be told, weâve felt uprooted in one way or another for the past two years, as weâve sought a bit of land where our familyâs vocationâfarming with the poor, teaching, writing, life in community â can flourish. We thought San Marcos might be that soil: there were promising connections, hopeful conversations.
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2020 has brought fearsome and beautiful marvels to the world. In our household, that has meant pregnancy, ordination, job loss, the farm stand, a new job for Bethany, a brilliant baby boy, and now, a new job for Steven that will move us to Dallas at the end of the year. Steven will be joining The Human Impact, an incredible relational ministry to the homeless, as that organization launches a village for men and women on the streets. As a deacon, he will be calling a community to glorify God as they live into a covenant of prayer, mission, and solidarity.
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And so we are collecting seeds from our years in Austin and San Marcos, gathering promises for our new home. We are excited, delighted, grateful, but deeply aware that there is mighty work in front of us. As we prepare for the daunting work of moving with two babies, five chickens, and an enormous dog, we will need your prayers and partnership. We will need to people to answer Godâs call and live alongside us in this new village. We will need echinacea and yarrow for healing, Rosaâs cotton,â hibiscus, indigo, and purple-pied beans. Soon it will be time to plant.
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