Several years ago, I belonged to a missional community downtown. One night during our weekly gathering, we were talking about the need to be intentional with our time, to make space for spending time with other people. My friend Amanda expressed something about myself that, to me, was a startling revelation.
“I know most of us go to work, and then we come home and eat dinner with our family, for those that are married or have kids, and maybe watch Netflix or do household related duties, and then we go to bed. And we repeat this most weeknights.” She paused and looked at me. “Maggie, you’re a big exception to that.”Read More