I’m so glad you stopped by today. You see, today is pretty special. Sarah, a dear friend of mine, is sharing a bit of her life and her story with us. I do hope her story helps you gain new perspective and a renewed appreciation for the special place tea holds in society.
Here is Sarah’s story…
Hi. My name is Sarah and I love tea.
Anyone that knows me semi-well knows that tea is an integral part of my life. In fact, I am sipping a cup of Moon River herbal tea as I type this. It all started years ago when one of my friends in high school had me try a cup of peppermint tea with honey in it. I was hooked.
About 3 years ago, I moved to Leavenworth to work with teenagers through the chapel on post. This was my first move by myself as an adult- I owned my own car & was renting my own apartment for the first time in my life. I quickly learned that making friends as an independent adult required much more effort and intentionality than it did in high school and college.
For the first year I lived here, I only had one friend my age. The other people I spent time with were the teenagers I worked with and the (awesome) volunteers that worked with our program, all of which were in different stages of life than I. My one Twenty-Something friend started going to a Young Adults ministry at one of the churches in town and invited me to hang out with a few of the girls from the group one evening. Desperate for a group of friends my age, I decided to try it out.
That night, I walked in to the cozy home of one of the girls and was immediately offered a cup of tea. I watched as she brewed me my own personal cup of Bourbon Street Vanilla Rooibos. The girls introduced themselves and we watched an episode of Psych together. As we watched, I sipped that delicious cup of tea, giggled with them at the antics of Shawn and Gus, and found myself quickly becoming a part of this group of new friends.
For several weeks after that night, we had a weekly girls night to watch Psych together. Our conversations spanned many topics: our families, jobs, fashion, crafts, movies & books, our common faith in God, uncertainties and worries, and stories about our crazy lives that brought much laughter. And each time we gathered, there was the ever-present pot of tea sitting on the coffee table (usually filled with our old friend Bourbon Street Vanilla Rooibos).
These friends have become an important part of my Leavenworth family. Over the last 2 years, we have grown into a glorious, ragamuffin group of Twenty and Thirty-Somethings learning to navigate this thing called life together. We have our ups and downs as we learn to live in intentional community with each other, but by the grace of God, we find ourselves together every few weeks for a game night or a Bible study or a bonfire. Central to our gatherings, regardless of the season or temperature or activity, there is almost always that faithful pot of tea sitting on the table, inviting us to pause for an hour or two together and soak in the beautiful now.
(P.S. Sarah is on the right behind the kite in the picture below.)
(P.P.S. That’s the group of friends she talked about!)