March 21, 2018 |
Thoughts by Rachel Hambley, Spring Intern
One of the things that drew me to Dry Bones was their sense of community. Since I started interning, about a month ago, I have been in awe of the relationships and sense of family that emanates from this place. Each person is committed to loving people for the long haul. There is no agenda or requirement; there is simply a desire to walk along side our friends through the ups and downs of life.
When I heard about the heart of the ministry, before I got to hang out with everyone, I wondered how in the world people could create a community like the one Dry Bones professed to be. How do you bring together people from vastly different beliefs, backgrounds, and experiences and still create love, unity and vulnerability?
Although there isn’t a formula for these things, and a lot of different efforts have gone into creating this environment, one thing seems to stand out as a cornerstone: eating around the table together consistently.
Growing up, my mom called the idea of sitting around the table with our family the ‘Table Principle.’ Essentially, the idea was that the family would stay in relationship with one another, and communicate, if we were required to sit together for our meals. There were times that I hated this principle, there were even times when I was so angry with a member of the family that I refused to speak during these family meals. Somehow, no matter the issue, everything seemed to be resolved, or at least dealt with, when we were done eating.
This is the magic of the Table Principle. Not only does gathering around the table nourish our bodies, but it provides an opportunity for our minds and hearts to be nourished as well. One of our friends said last week, “I have had some of my best conversations over food.” What a powerfully binding thing for all who participate. What an amazing opportunity to speak and listen to one another. What a magical way to meet our physical needs along with all of our other needs. It is so simple, and yet so powerful because every single one of our friends knows that there is always a seat for them at the table. They have a place to come and be refreshed in all the best ways possible.
This large wooden table, that was made just for us here at Dry Bones, has become a place where people listen, physical needs are met, and hearts come alive. I am grateful for knowing that this is a space in which I belong, and that there is a place for me at the table. November 1, 2017 |
Thoughts by Robbie Goldman
The phrase “ground score”, once unfamiliar to us, has become an activity we keep on our minds, pretty much every day. You don’t have to hang around our friends for long before you begin to hear stories of amazing ground scores. It usually will be the perfect item at the perfect time of need. Sometimes there is some planning involved, like frequenting taxi cab loading and unloading spaces where people often drop items, but most of the time it is about being aware and looking in places most people do not look.
October 3, 2017 |
Thoughts by Robbie Goldman
Dehydration, lack of food, and lack of restful sleep are very real and present dangers faced by many of our friends, almost daily. The volume of time consumed each day in the acquisition of the essentials for life can be overwhelming. We often notice several of these life sustaining necessities being sacrificed to do what seems to be just hanging out doing nothing. Passers-by often interpret the scene as lazy young people who should just get a job, or just do anything but sit in the park. Hours pass, meal times come and go, with no water in sight. All this while literally sitting in place, Read More
September 14, 2017 |
One Sock. No Shoes.
She looks like a skeleton with skin.
Smiling, she says,
"I'm going to rehab tonight!
...But I have no shoes."
Her smile drops to a frown as her eyes fill with tears that flood down her sunken cheeks.
"Isn't that pathetic?"
I'm so pathetic.
I can't even take care of myself.
I have no clue where the shoes I had went.
I just want to be clean and sober.
I feel so stuck.
I hate this." Read More