Finding Light in Community: Navigating Life's Journey

The people who got us through the worst year did not say anything wise. They turned up, repeatedly, with food, and stayed longer than was comfortable.

A woman in this church lost her husband in February and told me, in April, that the thing which had helped most was a neighbor who came on Tuesdays and did not talk. She sat in the kitchen, made tea, and read her book while my friend cried or did not cry. Eleven Tuesdays in a row.

I have been thinking about that for months, because it runs directly against what most of us believe we are supposed to offer each other.

What we think community is

We think it is insight. We think that if we can find the right sentence — the passage, the reframe, the thing nobody has said yet — the weight will shift. So we prepare. We arrive with something, and we are anxious the whole time about whether it landed.

It rarely lands. Insight offered too early is heard as impatience, because that is usually what it is: we would like the grief to be shorter than it is going to be.

What it turns out to be

Almost entirely logistical.

  • Someone who knows which day the bins go out and puts them out
  • Someone who takes the children on Saturday without asking whether it would help
  • Someone who sends a text on the eleventh month, when everyone else has stopped
  • Someone who says the dead person’s name out loud, without lowering their voice

None of this requires any spiritual gift beyond a calendar and the willingness to be slightly inconvenienced for longer than feels natural.

The book of Job has three friends who get it exactly right for seven days and then ruin it by opening their mouths. The seven days of silence are the model. The thirty-five chapters afterwards are the warning.

The awkward middle

Here is the part nobody prepares you for: the middle of somebody else’s hard season is boring. The crisis is dramatic and attracts help. The eighth month is neither, and that is when most people are alone.

If you are looking for where you are needed in this church, it is almost certainly there — in the eighth month of somebody’s difficulty, doing something dull on a schedule.

What this asks of a congregation

Three things, none of them complicated and all of them expensive:

  1. Keep a list. Someone has to remember who is in the eighth month. Memory is not enough; we have tried memory and it fails.
  2. Give people a job, not an instruction. “Let me know if you need anything” transfers the work back to the person who has none to spare. “I am bringing dinner Thursday” does not.
  3. Stay past the point of usefulness. The moment it stops feeling useful is roughly the moment it starts being.

None of that is a program. It is closer to a habit, and habits are what a church actually is once you take away the building.

A note to anyone in the middle of it

You are allowed to ask. It will feel like an imposition and it is not one — the people around you are mostly waiting for permission and hoping you will give it.

And if you cannot ask, say so to one person. That counts. It is where most of this starts.

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Written by Harold Kozey, Lead Pastor.