“For I am about to do something new. See, I have already begun! Do you not see it? I will make a pathway through the wilderness. I will create rivers in the dry wasteland.” – Isaiah 43:19
So many times I expect God to work the way He’s always worked. My small vision can’t see past the familiar and to the unknown. As the seasons change, shouldn’t we expect the ways we live and minister to shift?
I am in a difficult season with parenting. I’ve entered the season of “marathon days” – the ones I’ve watched in awe as my friends with “big kids” do before me. I always wondered “how do they do it?” with no naps, different schools, multiple extra curricular activities ALL while continuing to work and serve their home and community. Well, I’ve somehow found myself in this place and all I can say is- you JUST DO IT.
it’s a new season and a new opportunity to loving my family and those the Lord has put in my path.
My sweet friend Lizzie (above with Asher at her easter egg hunt last week!) gave me some great perspective over a glass of wine late one night. She reminded me that in this season my “mentoring” younger girls might not look how it “should” or it used to. More than meeting every single week to study a particular book, it looks like opening up my home. It looks like letting these precious girls into my mess. They quite literally come over and watch me make grilled cheese sanwiches for dinner when dads away, read to my kids at night, negotiate with my husband, unload the dishwasher, discipline my kids, all while we play and love and have deep conversation through the mess.
It doesn’t have to be perfect, it doesn’t even have to look how you THINK it should look, or the way it has looked before. Community and deep friendship can look like + feel like everyday life. It might mean inviting a couple over for dinner to eat take out, or wine and peppermint bark after the kids go to bed. You will have to fight for those times of connection but I’m convinced that people simply want to be together! All the while WE are so distracted by trying to have it all together before we invite them in.
I am challenging us to let them in despite the mess! That’s real life, and that’s what people love to be a part of.
When that small voice screams at you that you/your home/your cooking “aren’t enough”, tell it to be quiet in Jesus name and press forward into deep community and love anyway. It’s scary to be exposed in that way, but I promise you it’s worth it.
“We all struggle with feelings of not being good enough, not having enough, and not belonging enough. I have found that the most effective way to overcome these feelings of inadequacy is to share our experiences. Of coarse, in this culture, telling our stories takes courage” – Brene Brown, I Thought It Was Just Me.
I am loving this book by Brene Brown (a shame researcher) – knowing that shame is universal and we all struggle with it. I want to start a conversation about community, and WHY we struggle to really let people in behind the curtain.
Talk to me! What are your unique challenges to deep community + connection with those in your city/church/community?
I’m so excited to be collaborating with my new friend Tabitha on this post. I love connecting with other women who are passionate about community and deep friendship. She’s starting the conversation over on her blog, and we are doing a little Noonday giveaway 🙂 go to her blog to enter!
Hey, I'm Wynne!
Hi, friend! First, I truly am so giddy that you are here. I want you to know I believe in you and all the ways you are growing towards living a more intentional life. I genuinely hope you are encouraged from our time together here.
A little about me, I’m a type 7 on the enneagram, a total extrovert + people lover, entrepreneur, connector, storyteller, people gatherer, and passionate wife, mama + friend. I feel most alive when I’m exploring new places and surrounded by people I love. Give me a day in the outdoors disconnected from wifi, and I am a happy girl. I run on oat milk lattes, Jesus, gratitude journaling and kitchen dance parties with my four kids.
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