This evening I joined with 100 church leaders from all over the country to do three things: contemplate our Christian faith, worship, and enjoy a Sabbath meal together.
I believe Christianity is true for lots of reasons: philosophical reasons, textual-critical reasons, archeological reasons, scientific reasons, and even narrative reasons. In fact I spent several years immersing myself in arguments for and against God and it was quite some time before I felt comfortable affirming my faith based on these different criteria.
But let’s put that aside for a moment.
Tonight I found myself in awe of the community of faith I found myself in. That 100 people from all over the country gathered in the basement of a hotel in New York City and worshipped together; pursued God together; broke bread and blessed food together. Something happens in a group like that — community, connection, fellowship. We find ourselves a part of something so much bigger than us. And while there are other religions and other people of faith who have their own traditions, none of them seek to humbly approach the Divine in quite the same way that Christians do.
And my tribe has been doing it for thousands of years.
Even if I lay aside all of my reasoned arguments for being a follower of Christ, I find something immensely valuable in being a part of this community; of contributing my little part in the context of the whole.
I was reminded of that tonight.