
I have an amazing husband. He has the desire to always be learning and a deep love for good books. He’s always reading me pages from books and handing me articles. We did alot of reading together about the topic of hospitality when we packed up our family and moved from Louisville, Kentucky to the inner-city of Augusta, Georgia two years ago. We both shared the desire to practice true hospitality – which is not defined as opening your home to friends and family, but rather strangers and whomever the Lord brings to your doorstep. So, that became our prayer, that we would embrace any “traveler” who crossed our path with open arms in hopes that they would experience the sweet rest that only comes from Jesus. And as we prayed, people started coming!
We chose the name of our blog from a humble example of a woman who has been dead for years: Catherine Livingston Garrettson (1752-1849). In Christine D. Pohl’s book, “Making Room” (on the subject of Christian hospitality) she describes Garrettson as an “intensely devout Christian from a very prominent and wealthy New York family, she eventually married a Methodist evangelist. Their household, called “Traveler’s Rest,” was a center of hospitality where she welcomed ‘itinerant clergy’,..ecclesiastical dignitaries, and any other persons who happened by the house needing a comfortable place to stay.”
We realize we are vastly different from the Garrettsons in many ways. We are not a prominent or wealthy family and I did not marry a methodist evangelist! But we share all too much in common even amidst a large generational span and that’s the desire to welcome anyone and everyone into our home. Sure, it looks different in varying seasons of our family life and we may even be as bold to say that the “travelers” might look like a 4 year old, 2 year old and a newborn! God has indeed brought them our way and we cannot ignore the fact that they so desparately need to know the rest they can have in Jesus through a warm and nurturing home. Or the “traveler” may look like the man who knocked on our door the other day looking for money. Instead of ignoring his knock, we listened to his story and allowed him the dignity he deserved as a human. The way we helped him may have not been what he wanted, but our prayer is that when he stood at our doorstep, he sensed something different – that of the aroma of Christ.
What can you expect from this blog? Hard to say. Kevin and I hope to share in the journal entries and cover all of life – marriage, family, parenting, community, ministry, theology. Our hope is that you will walk away encouraged. We are an “average” family serving a not-so-average God. In fact, He is GREAT and we hope his greatness is reflected in our efforts to integrate everyday life with a faith that has made our every-day worth living.