I am from Bill and Clarice Ribbens, Ruth VandeKieft, Katie Bogard and Gertrude DeWitt. I’m from family Christmas and birthday celebrations, family letters, cards and gifts, from family vacations, picnics at all times of the year, stories, prayers and songs. I am from church planters, home missionaries, teachers, caregivers, gardeners and poets.
I am from home-grown tomatoes, home-canned peaches and cherries, homemade pea soup, applesauce and rhubarb pie. I’m from peanut butter and banana sandwiches weekdays, rice with raisins for Saturday lunch, toasted cheese sandwiches on trays while listening to “The Greatest Story Ever Told” around the radio Sunday evenings.
I am from Grand Rapids, Marion and Mcbain, from potato fields and bean fields, from Northern Michigan Christian High and Calvin College, from the big lake and Rose Lake, from Silver Lake, Jordan Lake and Lake Odessa.
I am from houses with yards in Rochester and East Palmyra, from campsites in the Adirondacks, from Manhattan apartments on E. 23rd St. and W. 122nd St., and I am from Het Huis at Arrowhead Lake in the Poconos.
I am from the DC Metro Area, from Washington DC Christian Reformed Church in the Lamond Riggs Neighborhood, from Potter’s House and Festival Center in Adams Morgan, from Dayspring’s Lake of the Saints and Lodge of the Carpenter, from Greenbelt Lake, Greenbelt Homes Co-operative, Greenbelt National Park and the Greenbelt Community Center.
I am from Elizabeth O’Connor, Eugene Peterson, Luci Shaw, Parker Palmer, Kathleen Norris, Shane Claiborne and a host of other authors, including Mary Pipher whose “Know Thyself” chapter in Writing to Change the World inspired this post.