by our best and worst attempts at hospitality we say to ourselves and to the whole world
everything matters, you are not alone, you are more than you know, the awful thing is not the final word, today is all we have, and today is enough, we need eachother.
words brother homan sent by text by a dear far away friend as the fireworks ended and the dark last night drew in , scribbled on the inner sleeve of my brand new diary as the new year began, then carried close.
and now, as we can see advent drawing close, we seek to visit this together.
last night we bagan to unravel what this might mean.
in amidst the hunger and end of the day frazzle, the planning and strategic suggestions, did we hear eachother whispering?