for goodness sake.

” i want to get it down: the knowing look and smile between friends–that moment when we realize that even though the sorrow is killing us, we are going to be OK. this matters. write it down, for goodness sake. ” – angela heirendt

i was thinking about that quote last weekend in the reconnects; working through some of the pains of relationship in community and love, and laughing at others, celebrating the joys.

a friend visited our office last week from the omaha tribe and he shared with us that in their traditional dances they have to keep grabbing hold of each other’s hands over and over. that’s a way of healing, to keep touching the people that are part of your tribe. sitting and laughing over a beer with chris and phileena on friday, chris says “i need to do this every friday!” i think it’s a good idea… we’re grabbing each others’ hands. talking with mandy over amsterdam’s and diet coke, seeing her reach out to me and ask if we can hold hands.

being held by friends.

helping jara try on her wedding dress. a text from JZ last week “just thinking of you, hope you’re doing well.” having hard conversations with calvin for two hours in the middle of the night, looking each others’ stuff in the eye.

we’re going to be OK. i’m going to be OK.

all of us. each of us in the office who is struggling with a support account that is negative. each of us that is sad, or hurt, somehow.

for the omaha community.

for servant teams saying goodbye this month. friends who are leaving the field.

for daphne, for sabbatical. for missing her already.

for my family.

for my people.

for you.

i’m writing it down for goodness sake.