Transitions

Written by: Ferdinando Turkovich

    The hurt and pain that often leads people our way  lends itself to the delight of freedom and community. It has been my experience that in this freedom we (as the newly freed) have the ability to now see the world through new eyes.  With new eyes, we begin to see new possibilities to life. Life is no longer the life that we knew, but is becoming the life that we once dreamed of.

     These transitions can seem at times like fragile sprouts, coming out of the new spring soil.  In some of our lives though, the winter has been long and our roots (unbeknownst to us) do go deep.  Our friends (myself include) have come through many a cold night on the edge of winter’s breath. Sometimes wander from place to place wanting to find a home.

     The cafe has become a home for so many people.  For some, it is on a Thursday Night to play a song on the stage.  For others, it is Tuesday Mornings where one finds some soul-full conversation early in the morning.  And for some few, it has become a place to give back, to fight the good fight, to have fanned into flame the gifts of God deposited in them by the Laying on of hands.

     As time ebbs and flows transitions happen in the lives of the cast and crew.  Some move on, some fall away, and some will resolve to stay. It has been said that “in the Kingdom of God we learn to give away”.  In the terms of relationship it sometimes means giving our friends the permission to strike out, forge a new path, but with a promise of a place to always call home.