After finally finding a place to park (as there's a ton of construction going on right now), I began to walk to the cafeteria to meet the Doc. As I walked, I began to reminisce about my days in college. For me, college was one of the best times of my life. Second only to my time, post-college, working as an intern at Saddleback. (And, years later, as a volunteer.)
And as I thought about my time at CIU, I was reminded of my time at Saddleback. Why? Because, at both places I found community. I found people who I had things in common with (or not). People who were like me (and weren't). People who, even in our differences, I came to love like family.
And that's when I came to the realization that one of the key components in my happiness (or contentment or whatever word you want to use) is in my having community.
Now this isn't that new of an idea. As I've written about it a few times before. But I don't think I've ever quite realized just how valuable community is to me until now. Until I've had such a limited one.
Of course, this fits right in with how God has created us to do life together, as a part of a body.
This isn't so much a post intended to communicate some truth I've discovered to you, the reader. It's more of a post to mark a realization I've made. I want to recognize something that's important to me (and to God) and mark it so that I can remember it in the future. Especially considering the future is still so cloudy...