A Decade at Sojourners

In a week I turn over my first decade at Sojourners Community. It's being said around here that we're in a "time of transition," which seems to me to mean that life is going on as usual. We've been "transitioning" ("tran-sitting?") for as long as I can remember.

Ten years ago I was greeted upon my arrival at Sojourners by 3-year-old Michael Tamialis, wearing red rubber boots (for no apparent reason) and Mickey Mouse sunglasses, proudly displaying a worm he had just discovered in the dirt. The neighborhood was "in transition" then, though Michael didn't know it. All he knew was that his friend, Ofon, from the Sojourners day-care center, was about to lose his home.