It’s Thankful Thursday again, and so I’ve been pondering all that I am thankful for, searching my heart and mind for a thankful poem. Something that I am particularly thankful for this week is community.
I thought about the various communities I belong to. There is my family, immediate and extended, that is a community of sorts. There is my local church community. There is the blogging community that I am part of. There is my work community. And there is the small city community that I live in. Each community has its own characteristics and blessings. My favorite communities are those in which God is at the center.
This poem is a double acrostic, with community at the beginning and community at the end, and what I love about community in between.
coming together with smiles, music
out in the hall gathered with three or two
melodies, singing, talking, sharing, no boredom
many friends, our safe and contented place of asylum
unity the core of community, like Cajuns out on the bayou
needing each other to lean on, love, in trials or in fun
infinite joy and grace always genuine, not quasi
thankful for kinship, a bond that’s ancient
yes, our Lord has shown us the way
Let us not give up meeting together, as some are in the habit of doing, but let us encourage one another—and all the more as you see the Day approaching. Hebrews 10:25 (NIV).