Editor’s Letter

September 2014 - Editor
by Lori Hatcher

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September 2014 - Editor

It’s a trendy word that’s bantered about a lot. Everyone, it seems, is seeking community.
College students seek community through fraternities and sororities—the Greek community or the sports community. Professionals seek community through organizations—the business community or the medical community. Families seek community through schools or neighborhoods—the Hammond community or the Forest Acres community. Communities, whether they’re geographic, occupational, academic, or social, give us somewhere to belong and a tribe of like-minded people with whom to do life.
I remember the first time I experienced true Christian community. My husband and I were toddlers in our faith and infants in our parenting. We attended a church that was busting at the seams with Columbia International students preparing to go to the mission field. My husband and I, it seemed, were the only members with a permanent address.
Scot and Carol were the first couple to extend community to us. They lived in a drafty house in the Denny Terrance subdivision off Monticello Road and had four young children. “We’re starting a Bible study in our home on Sunday nights,” Scot-with-one-t said. “Would you like to join us?” Anticipating my objection, he added, “Don’t worry about getting a babysitter. We all have young kids; we’ll just work around them.”

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