I don’t want to add too much this week in terms of reflection, but what this song reflects is a general impression I have of the family of God. I often make the statement that my faith is really often dependent much more on community than most people would ever want to admit. I don’t mean this in some sort of strange unhealthy dependency. Each person is not a single ship floating in a turbulent sea. However, often when my own “individual” faith is in straights, I have been able to lean on my community, my brothers and sisters, and this has not been a cop out or a counterfeit faith; we share our faith. We are there for each other when we need it. My faith isn’t a single line directly connected with God alone. If it were, I may have given up a long time ago. I like often to speak of our faith. There is a personal dimension, but it is only personal within a family. How sad to work out your faith only in your existential suffering. Instead bring your existential suffering to your brothers and sisters.There have been ample reasons for me to believe that I have the best family (and I think kinship language is an important designation) in the world. Both in California and Philadelphia (and DC and wherever Bradley James is at the moment), our faith is truly being lived out together in a concrete way. A faith that creates and transforms each other in a mutual self-giving love. Those who care about me truly show they care, and I have been lucky enough to care for them in return when I can. Acts of kindness and compassion, time and love, are truly an act of faith and the working of faith among us.
I have also become fonder of designating people sister and brother lately. Of course that can become formal, but don’t let it. Share your love and kindness and truly love each other.
Sing it all together!
-T Dubs.

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