“When two of you get together on anything at all on earth and make a prayer of it, my Father in heaven goes into action. And when two or three of you are together because of me, you can be sure that I’ll be there.”Matthew 18:19-20, MSG
Two or three.
It doesn’t seem like enough, does it? In a society that tracks success by titles, number of followers, fans, and subscribers, two or three seems like a failure.
One thing I’ve noticed in my life is that God doesn’t call me to be in just one kind of community. There have been seasons where I’ve been part of something big – where the community is several thousand meeting world-wide for the same reason and connecting because they share a passion for Jesus. And I love that so much – the body of Christ, coming together, sisters all worshipping together. And I’ve been called to be part of large conference communities, joining several hundred women who all share a passion for using their God-given gifts to change the world -while having fun on Twitter and eating chocolate and cupcakes.
But when it comes down to it? When I really look at the kind of community that draws me deeply, consistently, authentically, reliably to God? It’s the small moments. It’s those two women whom God puts in my path at the conference who follow up, email, call, Skype and invite me into their lives.
It’s the one-on-one friendship with a mentor who loves me enough to tell me Truth that isn’t comfortable, the one who holds me accountable in the comfort of her home and loves my child as much as I do. It’s the three sisters who have decades of history with me who are always there on the other side of my email, ready with an encouraging word, a cheer, a prayer, a note to tell me “no, you’re not going crazy – kids just do those things.”
I’ve thought a lot about the desire of my heart to be part of something big but the call on my life to dig deeper into the small spaces. When we look at Jesus’ life in the Bible, it shows a lot about community. Sure, Jesus had thousands of followers. He changes lives in big ways in big crowds. But the moments that stand out to me more are when Jesus is with his closest followers. The 12. Or the three. Teaching, praying with, praying for – living life together. Sometimes I get so caught up in what people say I have to do to build a platform, the kind of numbers required to be successful, that I lose site of the fact that there is blessing in the small.
Where two or three are gathered. That’s all it takes.