There we were, sitting around the table at the farm eating lunch. My husband was away hanging out with the prayer community at Breakforth (it’s a huge equipping event in Canada). The kids and I had decided it would be fun to head to the farm for the weekend and chill. My son brought his best friend along and we were doing what we’d come there for…chillin’ at the table. A community of chillers!
My 10-year old started it all. She said something about using her math skills as a super-power and the tangent exploded and the Whiz-Nurds were born. We started throwing ideas around and pretty soon we had a whole cast of characters with amazing super powers and a setting and some plot lines. My kids were so excited they kept coming up with new ideas for the rest of the day. They wouldn’t let me leave it alone; I was required to write down all the ideas so we wouldn’t forget anything! My task, now, is to write it because they want to read our dream.
That evening, as I spoke with my husband about our crazy ideas, he added a few suggestions of his own that lent depth and purpose to our story line. We were a community of dreamers…all ages, genders and, at that moment, provinces.
Community, in this instance, was a flash in the pan blaze of ideas. It was inspiring and motivating and so very much fun! We weren’t following a set of ‘think-tank’ rules. We didn’t plan for it. It just happened and it was beautiful.
Not all forms of community look like that. I used to be a loner, feeling like I wasn’t part of anything. I took a chance going to a blogging conference once, stepping way out of my comfort zone, and this beautiful group of women caught me up in their net of friendship. Through the Allume community online I’ve met so many wonderful people.
My writing community is all over the place; my sweet group of writing ‘Deevahs’ lives in a huge circle around North America, but we are no less a community than if we lived next door to one another. Thank you, internet!
The God-sized Dream Team was, I believe, from all over the world! And out of that community came this brilliant idea and the dream has carried on and invited all of you, dear readers, to join in.
I derive great delight from the pockets of women I meet with regularly in real life. I need that sort of community as well, warm bodies that are nearby that I can hug and sip tea with across a kitchen table. They don’t have a set pattern either, I meet with quilters, women on similar journeys to mine, from the same church, from different churches, from my kids’ school…you get the picture.
Perhaps you’re feeling alone on an island, longing for the kind of connection that I’ve just described. May I encourage you, friend, to reach out beyond your comfort zone?
Take one step, one click. Perhaps the community you need for this season is right in front of you, waiting for you to join in. There are so many amazing groups to be found through the internet for whatever your interest is; look at your library, your favourite hobby store, your church bulletin board.
What journey are you on right now? Raising kids, pursuing a dream, needing to lose weight? Start a group of your own and ask others to join with you. Read a book together, take a class. Drink some warm and wonderful and just talk.
Dream a little of community. Then, make your dream come to life! Go fishing, find something that works for you and join in. Scripture tells us that two are better than one, and iron sharpens iron.
We need one another, you and I, so come on in! I’ll get the tea started.
Shared by: Lani Wiens
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