I have had some amazing people in my house this week: amazing groups of women around 25-30yrs younger than me sitting at my table tonight and on Tuesday all being prepared to share life with me; inspiring people from the other side of the world humble enough to want to hear what I have to share; local smiley, lively people young enough to be my grandchildren who choose to share their smiles and stories, triumphs and challenges (and constant hunger!) with me after school, despite my great age!; special new friends hoping to meet with God who allow and invite me to pray for them; beautiful people on a spiritual journey going to deeper into faith; sacrificial people mentoring me on my journey; and loyal, loving and long suffering Stowe family journeying together with me working through the complexities and messiness of life, faith, authentic discipleship and the thing we call church.
Ten years ago when I moved to this house I had to adjust to a spiritual call to ‘lay down’ my right to keep my house as a private space, and have an open house. There have been challenging moments but these have been outweighed by the huge privilege. It’s been a massive example of laying down something – denying myself – and then gaining life in abundance
“Then he called the crowd to him along with his disciples and said: ‘Whoever wants to be my disciple must deny themselves and take up their cross and follow me. For whoever wants to save their life will lose it, but whoever loses their life for me and for the gospel will save it.”
Mark 8:34-35 NIVUK
Thank you to everyone who has been in my house this week (month, year, decade…!) it’s great sharing my life and house with you. 💜🙏