Koinonia

Community.

This morning I sat on my living room couch with Jon Eliot, reminded of a friend who is saying goodbye today to her husband for a few weeks. As I thought of her and prayed for her, I reflected on the blessing of life experienced with friends. There is nothing like sharing this “communion” with one another. Despite how unique and uncommon each of our paths appear to be, we are held together by bonds that cannot be broken by the physical, mental, or spiritual.

We are bound by the joys of birth and the blessed challenge of motherhood.

We are held together by the sting of tragedy, and yet we rejoice over the building of a home, the healing of a son.

We bear with one another in expectation of the future, waiting for answers, praying for truth.

We are one, across state lines, beyond borders, through the trappings of time.

We are ongoing and constant.

We take communion together.

It is life-sharing, path-sharing, beautiful and sweet…koinonia.