Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Longhorn

We are grateful that the Archdiocese found us a place to live, despite a bit of a time crunch -- the previous resident just moved out on Friday! We spent our first night in the house on Sunday after a long day of moving furniture, cleaning a bit, and sorting through some fantastic donations. And laughing.

Upon navigating the street where our house lives, upon processing through the cast iron gates (keep your eye out for this future blog post), and upon unlocking the door to our house, we took a moment to let our eyes feast upon a most magnificent sight --

Our home has a fireplace. Not just any fireplace. Our home’s fireplace has a six-foot set of Texas longhorns mounted on it. We’re not in Florida, we’re not in Iowa, we’re not in Ohio anymore. We. are. in. Texas.


Given that one of the pillars of the ECHO program is spiritual formation, we strive to be the kind of people who let our new and unexpected experiences affect us. We have resolved, as a community, to refer to our surroundings using language of conviction and intention. For example, our house isn’t quite “classy.” It’s clean, spacious, rural, and comfortable. But, above all, it is very ... Texan.

1 comment:

  1. The longhorns kill me. You three are already assimilating to full blown Texan status. The rest of the United States grieves the loss of your citizenry. Kristi and Laura, can't wait to meet you. Jen, love ya, miss ya. I want to see a picture of you three in front of the mantel soon!

    - Liz Johnson

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