People get together in many ways. Maybe it's weekly softball (or cricket perhaps) in the summer; or it's every day at work; even living in the same apartment building is a way of sharing common interests. But, of course, there's nothing quite like the unity that comes through church membership.
The softball team is a seasonal arrangement. Even workplaces are frequently temporary—people come and go continually. And statistics say that we'll move our residence nearly a dozen times. But church membership—even when we transfer from one branch church to another—means commitment. And the shared values by which we work together, drawn from the Bible and Mrs. Eddy's writings, remain constant.
Now here's what I'm getting at. If we tire of softball, or are disappointed with the lack of opportunity in a job, or need better housing, we can make adjustments. We do what's necessary and move forward. But don't we expect fellow church members not to fail us in any way and sometimes almost find ourselves immobilized if we're disappointed?
