Last year Brooke and her family relocated to Austin from Las Vegas. After settling into their new neighborhood and home, they set about building their new life in their new town. Not long after the move, Brooke heard about The Turquoise Table movement through her pastor at ONEChapel church and she just KNEW. She knew that she wanted to have…
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Creamy Cucumber Dip
I have the coolest neighbors. Like Nicole and Jesse. Family meals have always been important to the Vickey’s, but as their family grew, so did the demands on their time. Like most families, they found it harder and harder to gather for that sacred hour called Family Dinner. They noticed it wasn’t just them — their friends and neighbors were…
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Camelot
I’m thrilled to have Stephanie share her turquoise table story with you today! These beautiful words and her moving story were recently published in her Dallas area neighborhood newsletter. Stephanie’s story has reminded me that front yard people span generations and the invitation to the table? It’s always open. Thank you Stephanie for sharing your story and for being Front Yard People! Front Yard…
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Who Are the People In Your Neighborhood?
“What will New York be like, Mommy?” our soon-to-be eight year old asked on the flight from Austin last week. “Mmmm. . . it’ll feel big. And, busy. There’s a special rhythm to the city,” I held her hand tight in the turbulence. “Will I meet a friend?” Of all the questions she could have asked about our imminent arrival,…
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When The Days Aren’t Sunny and Bright
I lost my mojo. My friend Liz and I call it losing our Elvis. You know those seasons in life when things seem to be going well? You’ve got momentum and courage. And, opportunity. Your marriage is solid, the kids are in good places, your prayer life full, the pen moves and words flow. The days aren’t necessarily easy, but…
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Hosting A Multigenerational Coffee
I heard my home phone ring, but couldn’t find the receiver. We never use our landline anymore. The calls are automated anyways — from the pharmacy reminding us to pick up a prescription or a pre-recorded political message. I felt a familiar nudge, the one that moves me into action. This time it prompted me to listen to the message…
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