what a heavy day this has been. and it’s only halfway finished.
hang on, let me back up and state: God is good. no matter what else is going on, He is always, always GOOD. (sorry, i haven’t written in a while. i should catch you up on all the wonderful things going on: new friendships, new direction/insights on life, lots of community stuff, another new car, house-looking, travels to see friends, etc. etc.) but, for a second, let me explain.
daniel and i have realized we are supposed to stick around here in cincinnati. and not just temporarily. no, we need to plug in, put some roots down, be Jesus for our neighbors, etc. so, here we are, discovering ways to do that. i’m at the corner bloc coffeeshop, daniel comes to hang out with me in the evenings and we’re finding ways to build relationships with the regulars– be they kids, adults, whatever. daniel’s also working for our coffee roaster “la terza artisan roasterie“, which has been fulfilling, challenging, and rewarding. we’re loving this new world of coffee, learning more about the artist’s side of it, the farmers who grow it and make a living providing us with the caffeine we americans run on, etc. for me, it’s not the drinking of it that i love (i can only handle about one drink a day, if that!), but this whole culture, and the feel of a coffeeshop–making it inviting, having a third space for people to go, etc. etc. (this is a very short version of so many other posts i’ve meant to write ,but haven’t had time!)
third space: people have home and they have work or school, but they need a third place to call their own, to get away from the pressures or work, or the responsibilities of home, or take a break from life in general, and enter a new, safe, familiar place to call their own. thus, coffeeshop.
maybe you work from home and need a change of scenery; try your local coffeeshop! maybe you’d like to meet people in the community? a coffeeshop is full of fun characters and great for conversations to brew! perhaps you’d like to get more involved; come to the corner bloc and sit for half an hour, and i promise you’ll have rubbed shoulders with a diverse and interesting crowd. 
anyway, heavy day. some of my little regulars came in today to have a safe, warm place to be while mom’s away, and school hasn’t started yet. we played games and talked, they asked me if i could be their mom, even though i’d make them eat vegetables, and some friends of mine helped buy them lunch (and dinner, should they need to stay that long!). it was a good day, but at the end of my shift, i was emotionally exhausted from praying my heart out for my little friends. we were closed a couple days for Christmas and new year’s, and i thought,we are quite possibly the only family some of these kids know. how could we desert them for a few frivolous days of our own, to spend time with our families, and the people who love us? isn’t that what the pagans do? (see matt. 5, where He talks about the birds and the flowers and loving your enemies) *sigh* my heart hurts now for them, wondering what they’ll go home to tonight. and what’s in store for them in the future? they are God’s children, His dear, sweet, little girls, and He cares about them so much! Father to the fatherless, the Defender of widows and orphans, Warrior God, Almighty Protector,… that is my God. and i hope they get to know Him, too. i hope they see Him in me. i hope i am loving like He loves.
i hope….