September 18, 2011
There are days when falling all over one another is a good thing. Volunteers plowed their way through installing doors and trim, covered windows for interior painting, laid underlayment, and engaged in a little painting. Having such a list of jobs going on all at once can only mean, eventually, everyone meets in the hallway. What happens when folks trying to paint, lay underlayment, and install a door meet at the same time in the small space of hallway—each wanting to get their job done? Relationship…and something more. In the space of hallway, folks begin to get a glimpse of something more than volunteering. There is a sense of change from volunteer to server. As if one walks away from, the I feel good of volunteering, into relationship where caring for my sister and brother overwhelms and server emerges. Who knows? It might be my imagination, but I think, at least I choose to think, servers are sometimes born in a hallway.