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In times when darkness is my only companion, pain clouds out all other emotions, and God seems to have skipped town, I’m not above borrowing other’s hope for a season. In fact, I think it’s Biblical. Israel’s faith was lived in the community of faith. They remembered the acts of God in the lives of their ancestors. They told stories to their children to invite them into the community where God was at work.
In the West, our individual approach to faith has abandoned this communal aspect that was the norm for Isreal. The early church, too, fell in line. They saw themselves, mostly Gentiles, as grafted into Israel’s story. Peter and Paul talked to the church in such a way that he made Israel’s history their own. They were God’s people and could look at all of God’s works throughout history as a part of their own story. Together…
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