Reflections
Around the Table, Across the World
I was alone this Mother’s Day, and I was grateful. Why? Because my son and husband—Colton and Todd—are currently in Japan enjoying their first trip outside the country. They keep in touch, and occasionally they send photos of a touristy landmark, but more often my guys send candid pictures of people and food. There are bowls of ramen from the back corner of a gas station. A vegetarian feast of Nepali food shared in Kobe. Neapolitan pizza delivered to their narrow little apartment tucked into an alley of Kyoto.
Not in the Handbook
Last Wednesday, at our final formation gathering before the summer break, we spent over an hour simply talking about our lives, our families, and the church community we’ve come to love. By the time we finally turned to scripture, there wasn’t much time left.
And yet, it didn’t feel incomplete.