As It Should Be

Last night I arrived at my friend's house to meet with my small group from church.  Usually we discuss the Bible and how it relates to our lives and try to move one step closer to understanding the beautiful mystery of Christ.  But yesterday was a long day for everyone, so we decided to go to the local pub for a beer.  We talked about how weird and complicated dating could be in the regular world and, especially, the Christian community.  One friend discussed his idea to film a documentary about the local children's hospital and give a voice to families' stories.  Mostly, we asked each other about life and listen to each other's stories.  The most beautiful part was a genuine desire to listen present among the group.  I go to church every Sunday, but I go on Tuesdays and Saturday nights as well.  The later times don't occur in a building but with people.  People living life, figuring out how to be better, seeking always to understand not necessarily be understood, and attempting to live more in Christ every day.  Church happens in a brick building.  Down the street in the bar.  Around the backyard fire pit.  During a walk through the park with a good friend.  And in the grocery line with a stranger.  I forget how beautiful the Church-the body of Christ- can be and that it is everywhere; isn't this how it should be?