So once upon a time two young boys set out on an adventure to learn about Christ centered communities by visitng them and serving them, and 4 and a half months later, they are participating in the formation of one of these communities, rather than just visiting another.
And it would be a lie to say that in this process a good sense of humor hasn't been completely necessary. In fact Marcus and I grew up in a Presbyterian church and soon found our home in The Church rather than a church, but we didn't realize the amount of streching and learning it would take to build relationships with fellow christians who have very different theologies from our own. In fact I think both of us would say that a year ago, neither one of us would have ever been able to take seriously our brothers and sisters who pass out tracts, speak in toungues without an interpreter, or legitimately believe that they get "drunk in the spirit" and occasionally fall over at the sheer presence of our Father in Heaven. But none the less we went to the store the other day with one of our friends who felt the need to blow the Shofar at 2 am in the middle of the grocery store and place tracks in the change slots from the automated check out machines.
And it would be hard not to say that I feel this has deffinitly been a growing process for me.
Right now we're in Mountville, PA helping our friends Sean and Anna plant a garden to feed their family and friends, and in the next few days we will be leaving this part of Pennsylvania to head to our friends Johno and Sara's place in West Virginia to finish working on the school bus to finish it for the rest of the summer. And if you ever want to learn alot about what it means to grow and be pruned I would say start gardening.
That's all for now.
Thanks
