We hosted several families at our home for dinner this evening. At one point, our little 1100 square foot home was host to eight adults and eight kids under the age of five. It was a chaotic, loud, messy, and beautiful. After two of the families had left, we were sitting around with the one remaining couple, finishing our coffee while the kids ran around making a mess of everything. We were discussing life, careers, passions, desires, and everything in between. At one point, our friend Michele just stopped us and asked us a profound question. She simply asked,
"Can I pray for you guys?"
What followed was one of the simplest, yet most heartfelt prayers I've ever heard.
There's an author named Carlos Whitaker who talks about "the thin place between heaven and earth." That place that is so close to the scared that it feels like heaven for a brief moment. The collision of heaven and earth.
For a few moments, I was living in that thin place. I was a part of something so sacred, yet so ordinary. It was a simple prayer, but so moving. It was the marriage of heaven and earth. And it was beautiful.
Thank you Nate & Michele.
Thank you for showing me a tiny slice of heaven in the midst of the mundane.