As we go through life, we tend to collect people.

People with shared history. People who crossed our paths at crucial moments, who ‘matter’ in ways that are too deep to articulate. People we can laugh with. People who have seen us cry. People who have made us cry, even.

Key people who help to shape our lives, and make it that bit easier to imagine facing the cost of sacrificial love.

As I sat at Synod this week, I realized how lucky I am that at the annual meeting of the church– the AGM we all love to hate — I get to sit in a room with so many of the people I care about.

Lots of the business of synod asked us to think about who we are and where we are going as a church. For me, the reminder and renewal of vision came mostly in looking around the room.

1 thought on “synod”

  1. Isn’t that one of the best things about the SEC – that it’s small enough to feel like family?

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