Community

"over the last four years i've learned over and over again that attaining a perfect community is impossible. lccf is not perfect; it's made up of a group of imperfect people so it will never be "perfect". there will always be struggles, and growing pains to deal with, but it is in our imperfections where true community is tested and developed, faith is strengthened, God's power is made perfect and as a result, people are transformed.

true community is not about perfect people coming together to form a perfect community. instead, i believe true community is about imperfect people coming together in love to help one another, live life together, and encourage each other to continue striving towards being like Jesus, the ultimate perfect being." - me, 2006

I wrote these words right before I graduated from undergrad during a time when I was experiencing community within my university fellowship in an intense, tangible, and authentic way. It's been 7.5 years (!) since I typed out that post, and as sit here - reminded of my thoughts - I can't help but ask myself what does community mean to me now? What does it look like? What can it look like? What should it look like?

Awaiting baby

As baby's arrival comes closer and closer, I can't help but get a bit sentimental re: these past nine months because being sentimental is what I do, although (I admit) it gets a little bit ridiculous sometimes. Anyway, as much as I am excited to meet her, see her, and hold her (finally!), I will miss having her with me always (at work, at home, at church - we've literally been inseparable for the past nine months), as well as feeling her kicks, squirms, punches, and hiccups from the inside out. I love feeling her hiccup, I think it's one of the greatest and cutest things ever. Oh how I love her. :)

Can't wait to meet you, Little One.