The Surprise Blessing of Welcoming

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We have children. If you have kids, you know the newest craze. Slime!! Homemade slime. I’ve never liked play dough, so you can imagine my attitude toward slime. I don’t care what version it is. Clear, opaque, little tactile foam kind. Hate it! My kids have created them all.

Not with my help. With help from mom/stepmom/grandma.

Slime has ruined a comforter, and has done a number on our dining room rug. It’s not just the slime’s fault though. If slime didn’t exist, we would still have kids. Messy kids! God love ‘em.

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That reminds me of The Welcome Network.

Welcoming immigrants and refugees is messy.

It’s threatens our comfortable carpet of security.

It seeps into the false fabric of control that we seek as 21st Century Americans.

It oozes into the subconscious, and into the societal structures (media, politics, religious communities) that feed our fears.

Following Jesus is messy, like slime, like welcoming the stranger. HE threatens our comfortable carpet of security. HE seeps into the false fabric of control that we seek as 21st Century Americans. HE oozes into the subconscious, and into the societal structures (media, politics, religious communities) that feed our fears.

And yet all three are good for us. When we love our children, when we welcome the stranger, when we let Jesus seep in, we GIVE SPACE to the “other” and we remove self-obsession.

The surprise blessing of welcoming the stranger is that it replaces our false sense with a real intimacy. Read these brief words from a family that recently decided to host a newly-arrived family fleeing persecution from another country. And let things ooze :)

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