Who are “we” as a tribe? We who are a set of people who share a mysterious DNA of the soul and spirit? What is it in us that is the same; that pulls us toward the same horizon, pulls us together with the quiet astonishment of “What? You, too?”? Who are we as a tribe of Christ followers bent toward making; artists and writers and craftsman of every kind who have suffered, loved, pressed on for the sake of Beauty? Who are we who draw irresistibly toward the Light, who cherish every representation of it, and guard it fiercely when it is placed in our keeping? Who are we who swear allegiance to a High King we cannot yet see with our made eyes; who know His voice speaking without sound; who hold the ground for Him as we wait for His return? Who are we who worship our God and Maker through our making and our living?
We cultivate our lives to produce the fruit of the Spirit as much as we cultivate it to produce art. We cultivate healthy marriages and healthy children. We cultivate circles of nourished friends, and honourable ways to make a living. We cultivate by choice and we cultivate by discipline. We cultivate the conditions in which goodness, truth, and beauty thrive within the lines drawn for us. We cultivate spaces for others to find refuge, healing, and places to flourish of their own. We cultivate planting, growth, harvest, and Sabbath in their seasons. We nurture growth and we defend it. We are namers and makers, prayers and labourers, envisioners and incarnators. We cultivate life.
We are Cultivators tending to the business of both earth and Heaven, walking with God as we are made to in the gardens of our lives and the Kingdom that is coming.