How to be found when you are lost...

There is a very special restaurant on Main Street in Rockland, ME called "The Brass Compass." The local folk gather there and ignore all the news from the Bobby Flay Thrown Down -- and owner Lyn Archer's win with her famous triple decker club lobster (called "lobstah") roll.  Sure, she won but they were not really so surprised at that.  What makes the place special goes beyond the cook'n to the groups that gather--spin their yarns, and find their way in the world through each other. 

I've sat in that place and overheard my share of conversations. It's the interaction that matters--the connection that forms, that leads them beyond themselves to new pathways. 

Paul talked relentlessly about "the body of Christ," the image for the followers of Jesus.  With each other, they made up far more than a group of individuals.  The whole was truly greater than the sum of the parts.  Each life broken in their living--found and formed a new wholeness with each other.  "Every day new" for Christians was the truth of their faith. Life was always more, far more than any individual--and yet, and yet! the individual was most profoundly herself/himself when in the Body.