trumps servitude in Jesus’ plan.
It’s all hurtling towards a wedding banquet where bands of brothers gather to feast and celebrate their best friend’s love.
How do we get there?
We build friendships. We gather round the table. Week in, week out. Through the hardships and the happiness. We pitch up, partake in the pasta, pass the sauce, expose our problems, party when appropriate, pray with tears when required, press on the text, play stupid games, push ourselves to make an impact, pass on the baton, get the Prince of Peace involved. And repeat.
Disciple, fun healing friendships are where it’s at.