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Fellowship

The guy with dreadlocks, Scripture-tattooed arms, and painter's pants with actual paint stains reads his well-worn Bible and looks up into the distance, considering. Across the aisle from him on the 6:45 #49 bus, I read mine on my iPhone. I am in fellowship with him, far more than I am in so many social diversions and amusements with God's people, because we are seeking Jesus together.

The homeless ladies get on at the stop in front of St. Mark's Cathedral, all their worldly possessions in tow as they break camp again, same as every morning. This is my Father's world.

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I am in fellowship with him, far more than I am in so many social diversions and amusements with God's people, because we are seeking Jesus together.

But are you really seeking Jesus together, or just both seeking Jesus individually in the same room?
At other activities (parties, meetings, conversations, etc.), are we together, or just in the same room? Interaction and togetherness often assumed to be the same, but I think that assumption is false.

In this case we're part of Christ's Body and seeking Him, so I'm saying we're together on the bus far more than if we were just having a chat. That's the kind of fellowship I need—interactive or not.
I just love you.
i couldnt agree more
There was often the same fellowship on the PATH trains from Jersey City, NJ to NYC. Sometimes we would get a guest preacher who would worship aloud and send others running. I miss that lovely 28 minutes from Journal Square to 14th street. Alone with Jesus surrounded by 8 million people in the center of the universe.

thanks for this memory
I love when experiences connect like that.
Is it our Father's world or a fallen world ruled by Satan? I'm not sure the Father I know planned for any lady to be homeless and breaking camp every morning.
No, but I'm hoping He planned for us to remember His sovereignty and to pray for them. Even being willing to see them rather than just look away is part of living in His image rather than giving in to the way things are (now).
A nicely-painted scene; thanks!