Ask anyone who intentionally seeks to form and live in community, and they'll probably say something like "community is messy." I'd echo that sentiment.
There are moments when we're really good at caring for one another and loving each other. And then there are moments when we fall short. We all enter into community with certain assumptions and expectations, and it can be hard to navigate when those expectations go unmet.
We've been at this experiment in missional community for around seven years now, and sometimes it feels so sweet and good and sacred. Other times, it feels bitter and hard but still sacred.
Last week we gathered for Friendsgiving, a tradition we started a few years ago.
It was sweet and good and sacred. We're thankful. I'm thankful.