And yet our contribution to the re-birth of this city hasn’t looked like I thought it would when we first became Detroit residents.
Over the years you’ve known me to be a huge advocate for action. “Be a mentor! Send kids to camp! It’s your move!”
I still believe all those things. But for the past six months, Josh and I have not been serving with a non-profit or local church in any official capacity. It wasn’t even an intentional decision–things just sort of ended up this way for this season.
As we spend these days getting know and love the people here without the confines of committees or outreach events, it has started to hit home that our biggest contribution to this city might be simply that we’re raising a family here.
We’re walking to the grocery store.
We’re taking our boys to the park and chatting with parents and grandparents about school options.
We’re throwing Halloween parties and baby showers and Christmas Eve brunch.
We’re receiving used clothes and toys and books from neighbors.
We’re driving kids to youth group.
We’re cheering on marathoners.
We’re changing diapers. Lots of diapers.
We’re in the thick of it with other families.
My favorite Detroit moment happened a few months ago when our usually quiet 12-year-old friend walked into our side door beaming. He proudly declared that he could now ride a bike (thanks, Josh)! In fact, he spent the day telling every person he saw of his new skill.
The fountains all around the city have been turned back on.