Maybe community as a group doesn’t exist. Is there
a place to belong, to breathe deep without fear of regulation and restraint—
to be who I am and am becoming in safety—
knowing and being known,
accepted?
Maybe community as a group doesn’t exist.
Maybe community comes in ones and twos, bits and snatches
of love and connection.
Maybe it comes in those broken times when my fear and doubt, that in some eyes would threaten the stability of all of Christendom, is rather met
with understanding and the ah-ha’s that underscore I am not alone in my loss and alienation.
Maybe community is found in the stumbling along, the leaning on, the my picking you up and the you picking me up stuff of life,
not in the largeness, and the rightness of group but
in the ones and twos,
fellowship of the weak.
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“We now have this light shining in our hearts, but we ourselves are like fragile clay jars containing this great treasure. This makes it clear that our great power is from God, not from ourselves.” (New Living, II Cor. 4:7)
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Wow, this really speaks to me today. I’m feeling so alone and lost, and like I just don’t have a community to surround me in this time of need… Maybe I will look again for the fellowship of two or three.
I pray you find what you need. So often I have been in situations with little connection, even though lots of people felt like they knew me. You can feel alone even in crowded spaces. May you be blessed with what you have need of.
Thinking of a sense of community and how we are called by God to love. After working in special ed for a month, I am convinced that the only community some of those children may ever have will be found in the ones and twos. They are like the lepers of biblical times, shunned and feared through lack of community understanding and regard for those that are “different.” Community provides glimpses of God’s character through individuals. The only difference is that while we are imperfect, He is not. I often think of the Karen Carpenter song, “Bless the beasts and the children.” Especially those that are different. Yes, I too feel very alone and uncomfortable in crowded spaces, always have. I have accepted it as part of who I am. There are few people that I share my life with. Not sure why, perhaps because I have felt betrayed through many friendships. Sometimes, our family and the ones and twos of friendship are the only community we need. 🙂
Agreed–at least on this side. I often think our longing for community is a reminder of the forever kind of love that still alludes us but is to come.