How good and pleasant it is when brothers and sisters dwell together in unity.
Grace breaks down barriers between us. It is not about the name over the church door. It is not about ethnic background. It is not about politics or preferences of music, clothing, or books. It isn’t the young versus the old nor how big or small the financial portfolio is.
We all stand on level ground at the foot of the cross, all sinners in need of a savior.
Jesus opens the door of communion and offers life for whoever will come. When we accept His invitation, we have sweet fellowship with Him. And thus we fellowship with one another.
We rejoice together over victories, and we cry with one another over heartaches. We celebrate and we mourn as community.
Brothers and sisters, not by birth but by re-birth through Jesus Christ.
Friendship at the table of grace.