Once a month, I have the privilege of leading a spiritual service called Parables. Parables is a space designed especially for, with, and by people who have disabilities or are neurodivergent, and everyone is welcome. Each time we gather, there is a persistent reminder that we belong, and not because of what we do, but simply because of who we are.
Recently during the service, one of our community members brought a gift wrapped neatly in red paper with a bow. He placed it next to the nativity scene and said he’d think through the service about who he wanted to give it to. His grandparents had prepared it for him so he could share it with a friend.
When the time felt right, he made his choice. He handed it to me.
After the service, I unwrapped the gift to find a bejeweled butterfly clip for my hair. Very sweet.
Moments like these with all their small acts of care and connection remind me of what Parables offers each time we gather. It’s a space where belonging is on display and deeply felt.
A bejeweled butterfly clip. A reminder that I belong.
— Renee Roederer
Smuggling Grace 
You, my friend, are a jewel yourself. I just want to make sure you know that.
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When I read this, I made a squeal of delight. Thanks, friend. Right back at you.
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