Together

The man beside us at the Uzbek restaurant sat alone. “How long you been together?” he asked Laurence and me.

“Forty-one years.”

“It’s beautiful. So beautiful.”

Together is beautiful in a home. Together is beautiful in the Church. Brothers and sisters of like precious faith came to market today. Some I knew; others I hadn’t met before. The youth sang carols. The customers responded by clapping and videoing. An older lady, Sherry, said, “Will you please sing one more,” and they sang, “Silent Night” just for her. Then they walked off towards the tram TOGETHER. Together, not just as a group, but also as one in heart and spirit. The beauty of this togetherness shone as a beckoning light on Roosevelt Island today.

Tomorrow a few of us will worship together at Sugar Hill Mennonite Mission. We were not all raised in the same culture or country, but we are one in the body of Christ. We are together.

I’ll always remember the glory of singing “Redeemed, how I love to proclaim it” (my eyes get teary just thinking about it) with the 11,000 brothers and sisters together at the 2022 Confidence.

There’s a beautiful place of Together with the people of God.

The customer beside us in the restaurant left to go alone to a bar and watch football.

Berniece