Broken

A few things have been tugging at my heart and mind lately. I was reading Henri Nouwen's "Bread for the Journey: A Daybook of Wisdom and Faith" this morning, and a few things are beginning to click into place

The Most Human and Most Divine Gesture

• Every day I have a stronger and stronger desire to cultivate a Christian community. I have been resisting this desire for a number of reasons (ask if you want to know), but it's getting more and more difficult to ignore.
• If it were up to me to "plant" a church I would call it broken. Broken people. Broken hearts. Broken bread.

These are the dreams that wake me from my sleep.