Aug 1, 2022

A breakdown is happening..cohesion is absent..belonging with older,with the younger is disappearing.

When we met in gatherings of faith community, we were young.
Discovering Social cohabitation, Becoming included. Grown up?
Getting to know those we seldom met in this` open community`. Church.
We knew  of `the old folk`,
we did not know how they had lived,
soon learned how they were living.
Discovered others interested in us as person, asked about our lives! Seldom had that happened.
Engaged with each others concerns,issues,life.
good positive adult models, shared how we lived.
Music, football,sports,school,workplace..
Shared collective experiences, became interested in each others journey.
Faith came into the mix.
These were the folks whose income,ability,money,time,effort .
these people kept all building,infrastructure working.
They learnt about our journey. Together we journeyed forward.
Aspects of this way of belonging are not still in place.

A breakdown is happening..cohesion is absent..belonging with older,with the younger is disappearing.

Church not how many experienced.

Church community must remain, belonging place to be.

Outside sky, absent of whiteish clouds ,with the sea both share
a dark blue greyish couler
As beginning glow of morning’s bright sun rises.
through a veil, kissing the sandy beach.

Until the darkness returns to remind us that another day,
another week,another month going. 
Has time formed us, do we hear nature as God calling,
that whisper, calling you home.
l hear God calling you back.
Community practice, engaging with others.


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That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
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Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
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