Community

I am not an extrovert. I can act like an extrovert for a time, but I'm exhausted after a long period of being "outgoing." Although I recognize that I am a little toward the left of center on the introvert/extrovert scale, I also recognize that I need my community (or communities). That's what I was thinking about this morning during worship. (Sorry, Pastor, my mind has a tendency to wander...)

As I looked around the sanctuary, I was filled with joy...and gratitude...for this eclectic group of people. I love these people. I belong in that community. Now, I'd be less than honest if I led you to believe that I am (or even could be) good friends with all these folks. That's the beauty of this community. We are a feast of backgrounds, interests and temperaments. Some of us have led lives as "outsiders" while others have been on the inside socially, politically, financially or any other way you may describe "inside" but we come together to form this little community of saints - and that feeds my soul. I am grateful for you and to you, Immanuel.