Oh 2022, I think we’re all a bit scared of you….but this morning as I crawl out of bed to a yard blanketed with desperately needed snow (and a trampoline that flew across it in the wind this week), I have been thinking about hope. I love hope. But I know hope is dangerous, too. […]Read More
hope, my favorite word.
If you know me in real life, you know my favorite word is Hope. Refuge friends tease me about it all of the time, and for good reason. I love the word and have written it on my share of rocks over the years. I know hope is dangerous. It’s vulnerable. It’s scary. But it […]Read More
hope is dangerous.
this saturday night marked the first week of advent leading up to christmas, a season we celebrate very intentionally at the refuge. it’s a hard time of year for a lot of people i know. it seems like loneliness, depression, fear, and shame seem to set in a little extra. in our community this year […]Read More