I soon learned something that refreshed me to the core – nothing is off the table for discussion at The Mill; more importantly, no people are off the table when it comes to friendship. To me, their openness reflects the love and peace of Christ. His perfect love truly does drive out fear: fear of others, fear of differences, and even fear of our own weakness.
The beauty we see in this floor as it comes together is distinct from any beauty that might be found in the boards out of which it’s composed. But every single board makes this thing beautiful.
While friendships and burdens remain, dreams do sometimes die. Yet they’re sometimes reborn. Entire chapters of life seem to end in a sudden aposiopesis… only to be reconfigured in a new place with new characters.