in this moment, i am recalling sitting in a group retreat in tears after a few days of discussion and shared practice. i realize that for many people, fellowship is a rare occurrence in life. we seem to be a culture of mercenaries, shifting our paths towards the highest bidder. i can certainly understand why given the pressures for mere survival. and yet, in those bittersweet tears i felt what was culturally lost with that path. to be in community, not for convenience or strategic advantage, but as a path to help others and grow in insight as individuals, feels really meaningful.
