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Fellowship Divine

November 21, 2009

O blest communion, fellowship divine! We feebly struggle, they in glory shine; yet all are one in thee, for all are thine. Alleluia, Alleluia!

For All the Saints

Two different events took place this evening. The first was a progressive-dinner-style store hop at the newest and hippest shopping center where my company’s flagship store is located, and so my family and I attended. We ate a lot of sugar and talked with pleasant people and co-workers. Adia, my eldest, enjoyed sitting on the child-sized chairs. We had a good time, and were happy as we left. We had a desire for a good time in common with those people we had been with.

The second event was Joel’s birthday party. This time we were celebrating a bit more than just his birthday; a life-changing decision has been made (not marriage) and the Lord’s favor is shining on his life. The group of invitees included folks from his small group at church, people from his book club, and his family. The one consistent link between us all was our friendship with Joel and the knowledge, attained just by being in each others’ presence, that we knew the same Savior. We came for the party; we left with joyful spirits.

Are you a Christian? Then you know what I am talking about because you have experienced the same feeling as I have. It’s not uncommon for me to have more In Common with an unbeliever and yet less joy from time spent with him than I have from meeting a total stranger (from another walk of life, even) who shares my debt to the crucified, risen, and ascended Son of God. That is all the In Common I need. It’s not intellectual or physical; the reality is just that we are seated together in the heavenlies with Christ.

From earth’s wide bounds, from ocean’s farthest coast, through gates of pearl streams in the countless host, singing to Father, Son and Holy Ghost: Alleluia, Alleluia!

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  1. Daniel Rico permalink
    November 21, 2009 1:16 pm

    I totally understand what you mean. Like last Christmas, for instance. Even though I knew who most of the people were (except for the Coffees), they weren’t people who I had seen more than a few times throughout the years. And yet it was a more joyful and happy Christmas than any I can remember just because of the presence of the Holy Spirit in the place.

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