Community Carries Us

At dinner, I was surrounded by long-time friends...kidding with one another in the way only those who know us best can.

Each of the women at the table was carrying some form of pain...dreams dashed...marriages sputtering toward collapse...adult children making poor choices...parents and pets dying.

And still there was laughter...HOLY LAUGHTER.

And yes there were tears...HOLY TEARS.

Perhaps this is what is meant by church. Honest, loving community carrying one another, honoring the Holy Mystery with our reverence and presence for one another. Namaste