If you stop and think about this word, does it make you feel comforted and just “good” inside?
It does me.
In the past few weeks I have come to see community mean many things.
Some of which I was lucky enough to participate in and other times I was a bystander.
Community can be within a rural town, school system, church, a club, business, bible study or almost anywhere.
You name it, you probably have at least one!
For example, I have seen a group of teenagers take to a stage to entertain
their (2) local communities
with big hair and 80’s music rockin! As I looked around the aged gymnasium I saw many people that grew up together in these very
communities come together and support the youth.
The gymnasium was full the night I attended, it was a warming feeling to see that community supporting the youth.
I have witnessed a community of women holding a new life each week while we study the word of God together.
Each woman, anxiously waiting to hold the precious gift God bestowed upon her parents. And all the while, those ladies supporting the Mother, not by only holding the infant, but sharing the word of God, so that infant can hear it.
Coffee shops. At 6:00 am you can find a community of men gathered for morning coffee and perhaps a tad bit of gossip as well, on a weekday basis. If one of them needed help farming, moving, or advice on life, that community would be there. They have built this community together.
The entrepreneurs of lip balm in our local community, I witnessed as a swarm of ladies smelled the refreshing scents and got their checkbooks out to support this community, this teacher. It’s not only for a good cause, it tells the youth of our day, you are worthy. I believe in you!
I participated in a community of kitchen.
The kitchen was busy preparing for the annual Thanksgiving dinner.
As I peeled potatoes and bantered back and forth with my husband,
the community around me was just as busy.
I think the best times are in the kitchen are with laughter and giggles and jokes.
Everyone was busy preparing green
beans, gravy, turkey, and more so the people of the church could come
together and celebrate the thankfulness each of us has had.
After the meal, I stood in the kitchen once again, and
as I leaned back against the kitchen counter waiting on more plates to dry,
I just took in the sight before me.
The sight of community and the blessings in itself that
it has given to me in these few short years.
The kitchen was full of women,
the men were at the tables talking about who knows what,
and the children were playing randomly throughout the church.
(Don’t get me wrong, I think men have a place in the kitchen too,
but that is for another post!)
This community brought forth goodness and I want that for others as well.
I hope you have a community or two or six to participate in.
If not, I’d be happy to invite you to some of mine.
I know I would be blessed to have you.
May your day be bright.
Thanks for stopping by!