As I think about this neo-nefarious word, community, what does it mean to me, or what should it mean to me? I remember that in the early 70’s, community meant a good place to smoke dope! ( dude! there is a far-out place behind the movie theater and no narks) But I also remember that in that same period of time as a new born-again-ex Mormon-dysfunctional family survivor-18yr old-new Christian I belonged to BASIC, Brothers and Sisters In Christ. It was the closest thing to community I have ever experienced. Keep in mind that I had not learned any of this in my family of origin. Being mostly young adults, we met some where in town at a certain time usually at a park. There was no organized leadership that I knew about but just a bunch of kids trying to figure out this new life in Christ. Yes, I am an old hippie that spent a lot of time in parks and on mountain tops.
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This post was written by keithblog on July 31, 2009
