We often feel so alone and isolated in our very human feelings of brokenness.

Have you ever come to a place in your life where everything is broken? Not only that, but broken by you?

When Midori Goto was three years old her grandmother gave her a 1/16 violin for her birthday. Her mother and grandmother sensed that music was one of her gifts, and they were right.

According to some folks, everything wrong in this world is because of one disobedient woman who listened to a snake. She just had to eat that apple, and then everything that was whole became broken. We were all doomed.

One of the most important lesson we learn—and try to teach our kids—is that when something goes wrong or breaks, we need to take a deep breath and figure out how to fix it.

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There is a brokenness out of which comes the unbroken, a shatteredness out of which blooms the unshatterable.

Mechthild of Magdeburg, a thirteenth-century mystic, once asked, “How shall we live?” Her answer provides a mantra of hospitality: “Be welcoming to all.”

What does it mean to a Unitarian Universalist to be called to hospitality? And what or who is calling us?

It was a sunny spring day, and I was getting into my car in a sprawling parking lot when the phone rang.