In Tanzania, we had a dining room table where we spent hours each day talking.
In Budapest, our apartment had a great living room.
In Nicaragua, bienvenido al rancho.
This
simple covered concrete slab overlooking the lakewas the perfect loccation for relational ministry.

cuddling in the hammocks
– they could each fit three adults
and/or a lapful of children,
having conversations,


BECOMING FAMILY.
My dad owns a restaurant in Missouri,
and the front table has always been our special spot,
our home away from home, our dining room table and our living room,
the site of much business and drama,
our rancho.
I look forward to stationing myself there next week
my biological family, of course,
and all the employees and customers who become like family.
