Mixing Tears
I am trying to distract myself from the painful noises of "Lost and Found"... have I ever mentioned how much I hate sucky Christian productions? Anyways - I thought of a sweet image. I bawled my eyes out Sunday night. However, much of what brought me back to a smiling point was the community that surrounded me.I had not known anybody in this community before Friday. I was sitting amongst three people who knew each other well, Todd, Harlan, and Shannon, all from Kansas City. Also there was John from Ottawa, Canada, and Joe from somewhere else that I don't remember. But the point is this... I was sitting between Todd and Shannon - and when I watched the video that shook me up, they knew enough of my story and were observant enough to notice how I was being affected. A supporting hand and hug was offered, and a Wendy's napkin was given.
How cool. Since the core of our beings is identical - Christ - then we can be unified to such a deep and intimate level within 36 hours of meeting. What a lesson - especially with all the trust issues that I have had.
However, the message that evening shook everybody else up. I found myself between two crying individuals, arms wrapped around each other, standing together seeking God in the desert - rather than seeking to evacuate the desert. When I saw Shannon's tears dripping onto her notes I sought a tissue - yet all I found was my used napkin from earlier. And she took it, used it, and I almost lost it again as I thought about how beautiful that image is. How God must have smiled at that moment! How He must have wept with us. Shared tears, mixed in a Wendy's napkin. Shared moments within a paradoxical community. Unity within the body. It was beautiful.
posted by Devo @ 10:27 AM
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