We though many are made one

My daughter, Zara, just finished an Ocean Waves quilt. Hundreds of tiny little pieces of triangular cloth are bound together with cords of cotton mercerized thread. Cords she hopes will not be broken by the pressure or strain of use or agitation in the washing machine when the time comes to clean it. Some of the pieces are lively in their color and pattern, others quiet and mute but each is necessary for the total pattern to have it's full effect. All of the pieces are clustered in small communities around a larger square, anchored together in a common location.

I looked at her finished project and was struck by the similarity with the church families that dot our communities. Each larger square a church with small triangles the interconnected members, altogether creating at best a covering of God's love around the entire world.

A missing piece and the blanket will begin to unravel. We need one another for support literally. We need one another for the sum of our combined strength and voice. We need one another to be the whole body. I pray that Christ will continue to knit us together, bind us together with cords that cannot be broken. Bind us together with love, Lord.