In our present time we need each other in the body of Christ like these early believers did. We need people different than us, with different experiences, different spiritual gifts, different circles of influence. We need to come together to serve others.
We sat, huddled, with our heads bowed. I could hear the shallow breathing of the person next to me. Another’s voice quivered as she struggled to formulate her sentences. Someone was crying; it was me. I opened my eyes and saw a tear splatter on the floor and felt the warmth of a hand on my back. This was prayer. This was community.
There have been times in my life where I have needed someone to come alongside me and hold me up in my struggle; people who checked on me, prayed with me, listened to me, and just let me know I’m not alone. They reminded me of truth and reassured me that they would be with me to the end. They weren’t bothered by my mess.
Life is exhausting and it wears at the soul. Our God knew this and already designed a solution to relieve some of our suffering: a community among us. In Genesis 2:18, God said “It is not good for man to be alone” and so He created a partner, a friend, a confidante, another human for us.
Our current fallen world is rarely like a fairy tale. We suffer countless trials. Some end better than we ever imagined. Others just keep us steadfast in the muck. The truth is some trials don’t end. The big, bad terrible thing doesn’t go away or get fixed. In fact, sometimes our circumstances get worse. Our lives are forever altered.
The thought of hospitality makes me feel warm & fuzzy. But if I’m being honest, it also makes me feel anxious and nervous. I have to make myself stop and remember my friends, family, neighbors, co-workers aren’t coming to see my home. They are coming to see me. They are coming to spend time with my family.