On putting gloves on small children; or why I need community as much as I long to be it

How does a life revolve around hospitality? How do we function in the meantime, before the debt’s paid, the new-to-us space is bought, and the doors open on the family monastery? (OK, so we won’t actually be monks. Just really good neighbors with plenty of homemade bread, comfy spaces and prayer. My husband’s even balding Read more about On putting gloves on small children; or why I need community as much as I long to be it[…]