The name of our church is Community Life.  We have community groups, not Sunday School. 

Both of these facts are a bit different from what I grew up with.  I exulted in having perfect Sunday School attendance and always proudly announced that I was a Baptist.

Now that I am grown and have been in several fellowships, I am finally grasping the concept of community.  My buddy, Webster, defines community as “a body of people living in the same place under the same laws” or “joint ownership” or “simliarity, likeness.” 

I am all about relationships and neither me nor my husband struggle with jumping in and getting to know others.  We are not shy and enjoy new situations.  Typically.

Our church is in the process of restructuring (or I say dissecting) our community groups.  When the word first got out, I started to get possessive of our small group.  I refused to let any folks go.  No thank you.  Not for me.  To be honest, I was shocked by my initial response.  I have fallen in love with the folks God has united with us but it took me a while to consider us as a united group.  A group that was a part of me.  A group that would suffer if we were split apart. 

Don’t get me wrong.  Change is needed at times but also resisted.  At some point, our CG will need to spread our wings.  But I have been reminded this weekend that our group is in a beautiful place.  We have meshed.  I see all of us voluntarily spending time with each other.   Helping out with anything at any time.  These are the folks that will go to bat for me.  I would do the same for any of them. 

So I sit here this evening thankful for the group of people God has put in the same place as us.  The folks who are similar to us in that we follow the Lord and desire to grow.  Folks who are aiming to raise Godly kids.  Folks who need encouragement and love kindness (Micah 6:8 )  I am ecstatic that I have a community to run this race of life. 

After a weekend of throwing a baby shower together (and I do mean throw – but it was smooth and fun), a gal staying at my house til midnight last night assembling things for my class (and drooling over Michael Phelps’ winnings), shopping with another group member for school clothes for an unknown needy teenager, I am filled to the top with joy. 

I love you guys.  Even if the one who helped late last night missed church this morning!  🙂  I am excited about the new little life that will join our community soon.  I am thrilled that we enjoy going beyond the walls of our community and give so generously of our time and money. 

I am thankful that God has blessed me with the freedom to fellowship and worship with other believers.  I am grateful for the group God has placed me in.

Oh by the way!  Today is my ONE YEAR blogging anniversary. 

I thought I would celebrate by being a wee bit serious and sharing my blessings.  I have much to be grateful for today – especially community.


  1. Kelly
    Posted August 17, 2008 at 8:38 pm | Permalink

    Aww I am crying!!!! Dang Hormones!!!! I love you too!!! And thank you once again!!

  2. sincerelyanna
    Posted August 17, 2008 at 8:45 pm | Permalink

    Being involved in a church where real community takes place is such a blessing. I’m thankful that you have that!

  3. Sheli
    Posted August 17, 2008 at 8:49 pm | Permalink

    I do love my community group, and I love you too. Thanks for holding me accountable. God has truly blessed all of us with awesome friendships.

  4. Posted August 18, 2008 at 10:17 pm | Permalink

    Happy blog anniversary! Close fellowship with other believers is a huge blessing.

  5. Danny Taylor
    Posted August 22, 2008 at 8:24 pm | Permalink

    Dang, Cynthia, now you and Kelly have me crying. Stupid hormones. You guys are the best. Had a great time last night with you and the Coyles. Both are EXTREMELY great friends.

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