searching for what it means to be the church
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Our family recently traveled to Cleveland to visit family. Our trip to Ohio reminded us of how much has changed in our lives since our visit last summer. A visit that unexpectedly gave our already wrestling hearts momentum. Last July we traveled to Cleveland, along with all my extended family, to celebrate my grandfather's 90th birthday. I was eight months pregnant and truth be told, a little grumpy about the trip. The plan was for our family to stay at a "retreat center"... in a bunk bed... with no air conditioning. I realize by admitting this publicly I risk sounding like a spoiled brat, and that judgment is deserving. As we followed our driving directions into the city the scenery began to change and the urban landscape again set me on edge. I surveyed my surroundings as I exited the car. I wondered how we were going to have a "vacation" here and how were we going to make sure our four adventurous children were safe in such a sketchy place.