i was afraid of last night.
two weeks ago, we tried getting together with some new neighbors who are wanting to build intentional community and try being "missional" together.
lots of awkward silences, culminating in a rousing discussion about how to most effectively get rid of raccoons in your attic.
not exactly what i had pictured, and i was really not looking forward to last nights second meeting.
ah, but isn't that where the Lord meets us? in the places we do not want to be (jonah)...
the best part is, it wasn't even perfect. we still talked about the raccoons, but this time it was much more entertaining and playful as we felt so much more comfortable with each other.
there were lots of awkward silences as we sat around eating hot dogs and drinking beer. we kept using babies to get us out of tough spots ("she is just SO cute! look at her little expression right now! i think she just burped...").
but then, magic.
we decided to share our stories, how we grew up and how we got to san antonio (there must be some reason why we are all here)...
as we prayed, the Presence came in through closed doors.
scripture seeped into hearts and was then spilled out to share and encourage, inspire.
psalm 27. wait for the Lord.
and i realized that david and i had been waiting for the Lord. waiting in what felt like exile in texas, for this night--for believers to meet with in our neighborhood who wanted to open us and themselves up to a grand Adventure.
i am finally excited about the future again.