I have always had a hard time getting my head around the idea of being in ‘community’. You know, to be in some kind of close relationships in which people care about you and know you really well.
So, it has been with great reluctance over the last six years that I have tried out this community ‘thing.’ I have been involved in several different Home Teams – one that I led was just for women, a couple I attended with my husband, one I co-led. In each case, I walked away after a year or so, and did not look back. Oh, I met great people who I enjoy seeing every week, who still kid with me about some of the fun stuff we did together in those teams. The mixed feelings (mostly guilt and confusion) I have about this has led me, over the past year or so, to some pretty serious soul-searching.
As a result, I have come to two very profound conclusions (OK, perhaps not all that profound to most of you, but to me…they are). First, community is absolutely, definitely, without a doubt a need for every single person. It is something that God created us to have. It’s a hole in your heart, an unspoken prayer, a loss that you can’t seem to fill any other way. Second, and most profound for me, community may look different depending on a person’s life experience, personality, needs.
For me, community looks small and intimate; safe and calm and open and extremely trusting. It looks like the intimate trio of disciples who Jesus took away with him to the mountains to pray with, who saw Jesus’s transfiguration, who fell asleep the night before he was taken away to die for them. That’s the intimacy that I thirst for, and so far, have found with only a couple of people. It is what I need community to be. And that’s OK.
For the vast majority of people, what I just described is not nearly enough. The sheer thrill of a room full of people, who are all in discussion, chatting, energized, caring, listening, being together – that is like the best!! It’s like what it must have been for the twelve disciples to be chattering about Jesus when he wasn’t around. Excited, awestruck, questioning, listening, energized. This kind of community fits well with what so many people are seeking. They are a part of something. It is where they need it be. And that’s OK.
I personally witnessed a different kind of community on Saturday when I attended the CLEAR Crop, Paper, Scissors scrapbooking event. With little more than the creative outlet of a hobby in common – and a plethora of stickers and glue and little contraptions to make cuts and shapes and holes and bumps – several dozen women, most of whom had never met before, become a community – if just for that day. It was social, and loud, and fun, yet it had a level of intimacy that was palpable. One table of women wanted to stay for hours longer. ‘Can we just stay and lock up the building when we leave?’ They were thirsty for this time together. And that was OK, too.
As I drove home from that Event, I was so thankful that I attended. I don’t scrapbook, have little interest in pursuing it even after being dipped into the middle of the pool of scrappers. But I envied their ease of togetherness. I envied their instant community. And I knew, then, without a shadow of a doubt that community is nothing to shake my head at. That community was a divine gift that God gave us, a divine need that he put inside each of us. So no matter what that looks like for you, figure it out, and then, pursue it, jump in, and connect.
CLEAR will be sponsoring a bunch of events in 2009 – come and join in. Test it out.
Find out, as I have found, that it just might be this community thing that has been missing in your life. Can’t hurt to try. It just might be the answer to the unspoken prayer you’ve had for years. It was for me.
Hope to see you, and connect with you, at our next Event!! (Book Club in February and May, Brunch in March, Chick Game Night in April, Conference in June!!!!)