Once again I must say that it has been a long while since I have posted. Which is fine, I suppose, people just have to communicate with me other ways. I have been thinking about life again. Going through the questions of what is it all for. It’s not for me because that doesn’t make any sense. I don’t really gain anything out of it… which in itself is an interesting point.
It’s for God. I just get mixed up sometimes and I forget that it’s not for me. My brother’s wife just had a baby, little Eloine, and it’s not exciting that she’s here per say, it’s exciting that this little bundle has so many possibilities. And as we live our lives, Dustin and I, we become acutely aware that we cannot do this alone. I was talking to some friends that are on board for this next “chapter” that we are coming to, and there was some fear expressed in the unknown of wether it will work or not work. What happens if it doesn’t work? My answer (and the answer that will hopefully will become my mantra) is that whatever happens doesn’t just happen to you. It happens to all of us. If they go broke or can’t find jobs or whatever, then we all deal with it. If they don’t have clothes or food or even have martial problems, then we all deal with it. I go back to the movie About A Boy. No man is an Island and you can’t do it, you can’t live life alone. So for all of you that don’t understand this crazy community living thing, I hope this explains it better. This is the church. Becoming invested in other people. Money is out (well out as much as we can take it out). Relationships are in. God doesn’t bless me with money to buy a new shirt, God blesses me with good friends and baby nieces. You are my back up plan. I use to think that once I got married that would be all that I would need. Nope. We are still not enough. Two are better than one, but it takes a whole village to raise a child. The Amish really have that concept pretty nailed down. While I depend on health insurance that leaves me left to pay at every corner, the Amish depend on each other and there will always be enough. If there isn’t then they all go without. And I can’t finish this without saying what I always say, “it all comes back to love.” I don’t love my THINGs, my things do nothing for me, but I love my PEOPLE. – Tiffany at the Rolston House
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October 14, 2008 at 6:02 pm
Tiffany,
These are good, honest thoughts that encouraged me. There definitely is fear when we step out (Bethany and I have expressed that fear as well), but the big thing is the “we” part, right?