Jenga. You know, take a block from the bottom and put it on top. The player who manages to not cause the tower to tumble over wins. We played Jenga tonight at the shelter. When people came in for dinner, they came in maybe a bit hungry and tired. The Jenga game served as a catalyst to get them interacting with each other, supporting one another and best yet, laughing from their true self. What joy it was to watch these adults, some of whom who have been hardened by the truth on the streets, just take a moment to play! Even those who weren't interested (or at least pretended they weren't) kept peeking over at the Jenga table. Their eyes showed hope and expectation that their hearts haven't yet realized. May there be many more moments of impractical Joy in the days and weeks to come in that place.
The Garth Brooks Dilemma.
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I won’t ever win a humility contest. I don’t know if they have those,
giving someone an award for being humble, probably defeats the purpose of
humility....
10 years ago
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