A Moment To Breathe: Find Rest In The MessMuestra

Welcome In

Our family lives in an impoverished part of town where mamas work odd jobs and daddies are absent from homes. Hunger is as real as the drugs being pushed down the street. You could call our home a community center because it is the hub of neighborhood activity. Life whirls around in the middle of what some would call the badlands. The yard and everything in it belongs to all of us, and all of us come to the table as equally needy family members.

But this gathering together as a family didn’t happen overnight. It has taken five years of living among those in the margins of life and intentionally inviting the poor, the addicted, and the abused to our table. It has taken five years of residing in a lowly place for us to find acceptance here. And it has taken five years of continually opening our hands wide enough to let the superabundance of kingdom resources flow through our fingers for God to remind us that we simply get to steward what He graciously gives us.

Jesus promises that our hospitality to the poor will be repaid at the resurrection of the righteous. But, friends, we can reap the blessings now.

Let’s open our homes and invite the poor to our tables.