Belong . . . It’s amazing how there are days when I can feel so alone when there are so many vehicles to being “social” in today’s world.
For me, I need the good old-fashioned face-to-face interaction. . . the physical presence of another human being to share the uniqueness of human nature, find the humor in the everyday occurrences, and simply belong.
Like a plant which withers without water, I, too, wither when I am not watered with fellowship and God’s word.
A good friend posted a blog this week at The Gentle Yoke which reminds me we all belong to God, and He is always near . . . hovering over us.
What does belong mean to you?
Share your idea of BELONG in only five minutes . . .