Hold on real tight.

My life is made up of equal parts dreamers and do-ers. Dreamers, you know the ones that are wide eyed and slightly air-heady who like to talk about how great things would be, and what amazing work they could, we could, she could do....if only. The that will probably never had real jobs and will read a lot of books just to sound....smart  and that's where it will stay.

I love them, bless their hearts, but they are pretty much useless when it comes to accomplishing anything.

Then i have my do-ers. My get shit done-er. My "make a plan and excute"-eres. The "why is everyone standing around"-ers

I often find myself in both camps. Some days I can dream big with the best of them and other days i'm gettin' it done because someone has to do it.

What I love most about my community of weirdos is how very much "come as you are" "act how it is" we are. How you can just show up and hang out or show up and lose your shit.  There is always grace, there is always words of encouragement and a space safe enough to be the most you. The most raw, the most unfiltered, and the most heart exposing you could ever be.  We can eat great food and binge watch shows and just paint your nails.  its sitting outside throwing a beach ball back and forth and home work and watermelon with salt. it's building walls in the rain and laying in wheelbarrows in the sun. It's just life...or something like it.

This is what community looks like. it's teens who come over just to hang out, and 28 year old come to heal their hearts. it's friday night game nights and late night resume tweaks and slumber parties with 8 year old or your senior girls. It's giving someone a room when they had no where to go. I never thought a house would become such a part of me, but alas i'm wrong again, and really, what else is new, these days? Am i right?

it's making it all work when its easier not to, and finding joy even in the hard places.

it's knowing that my life has changed for the better even though the road seems slow.

It's understand Jesus love a little bit more because we've found a place where are weird is welcome and our hearts fit together like friendship necklaces.

I feel like knowing exactly what will make people laugh is sacred and special and not be the taken lightly. Knowing how to make someone feel loved and important is perhaps our greatest gift and duty. And  wearing someone else's sweat shirt because you're cold  or you need to borrow their strength. It's funny things like that that tether us together in ways that we cannot understand.

You understand divity more when these very human people staring  at you from across the room continually forgive after you've been terrible. It's when they listen for the 39th time about the same thing. It's when they hug you even when you need it and You don't even know you need it.

It's the knowing without having to be told. it's total trust that these people wont break your heart, that they'll carry you when you've fallen.

that's community. that's how we're created to exist, and when you find it, you hold on real tight. for dear life.