i recently was part of something completely different
than anything i have ever experienced before.
i was invited to attend a brokenness brunch
at my dear friend, Katherine Wolf‘s home.
it was a small group, just five ladies in all.
it was a morning full of hot coffee,
but not just any hope,
hope in Christ.
we each shared how broken our lives are
and how God has worked in
and still is working amidst
the promised trials of this life.
it was so refreshing
to be vulnerable
and to share our hearts
in the midst of our struggles.
and to celebrate God’s purpose
right smack in the middle of our trials.
and then an amazing thing happened.
L, who was the only child there,
crawled over to me,
climbed right up on my lap
and fell asleep in my arms.
and he hasn’t fallen asleep in my arms in years.
he had a seat at the table of brokenness,
and he was completely content there.