Last week I traveled to Houston. Since moving to Franklin, Tennessee about a month and a half ago, our friends and family in Houston have been faced with the ravages of Harvey. They’re all hard at work. My visit there confirmed what we grew to love about Houston in the 27 years of living there: It may not always be pretty, but good people live there and when push comes to shove you’ll find good community in that sprawling metropolis!
Being there made me think about the opening lines from my forthcoming book, Go Outside (Lucid Books, Fall 2017).
“Have you ever been to Houston? Houston is a sprawling, concrete, unzoned, billboarded, beautiful mess! When I moved here as a college student, I never thought I’d stay for nearly 27 years. For all of its concrete and congestion, it became home to me and my family. My wife, Meeka, and I raised our three kids, forged the most important friendships of our lives, faced struggles, and experienced great joys there. In other words, our roots sank deep, and transformed an isolating and alienating city into a rich community. It was a place of knowing and being known. This kind of community slowed us down and cultivated and nourished our lives with God’s grace.”
You don’t have to live in the Rocky Mountains or the Swiss Alps to experience the beauty, strength, and goodness of God. If you and I will step out of our small and safe places and into the wilds of God’s creation and community we’ll find grace that we desperately need. We’ll make contact with God through His creation, through His people, and we’ll grow, if not through trials and tribulation.
Remember Houston in your prayers. Don’t clean out your closet and send that stuff. They need workers, money, and your prayers. One way to connect is through this link: floodreliefhouston.org.
You can also find out more through herecomebetterdays.org.