This is where I am who I am - in the middle of my family.
With my partner of almost 47 years, our three adult children and their partners,
and our eight grandchildren, ranging in age from 2 to 21 years of age.
I found an invitation in my email inbox last week.
One that surprised me, pleased me and humbled me.
One of my favorite 'found' websites, in these 18-20 months of
exploration, reading, commenting and blog-writing,
is called A Deeper Story: Tales of Christ and Culture.
A variety of people write monthly essays there on a wide variety of topics.
They don't always agree with one another,
they don't always write things with which I agree.
But they always write things that I value -
honest, searching posts,
filled with questions,
reflections on the beauties and the pain of life,
honest admissions of failure,
invitations to re-think old patterns and prejudices.
About a week ago, there was a cryptic remark on Facebook
about changes coming to this site.
That made me nervous.
Then I read a little further,
and I saw that there was going to be MORE
rather than less of what I loved.
The invitation I got was to become a part of that more.
A Deeper Story is now a 3-channel website.
The original tribe continues to write under the original banner,
with the creative and capable leadership of
dreamer-extraordinaire, Nish Weiseth,
and two new groups have been added to the flagship -
edited by Seth Haines.
And
edited by Megan Tietz,
co-author of my favorite new book on parenting
entitled, "Spirit-Led Parenting:
From Fear to Freedom in Baby's First Year."
(I've given away three copies so far!)
My surprise invitation came from Megan at A Deeper Family.
Since I am undoubtedly a complete stranger to most of this site's readers, I decided to try and introduce myself with my first monthly contribution.
And the essay you'll find there today is what
came to me when I tried to think about
who I am right now,
at the age I am,
the stage I am,
the place I am.
I am entering the home stretch,
and this is how I hope (I pray!)
this last part of the journey plays itself out...
I'd be honored if you click over and read. . .
