Practicing Community?

If it were not for a dead muffler on an old truck, I probably would not be riding the bus. While I honestly value the opportunity to use public transit, isn't it for other folks, not me?

Maybe its an image problem. Impoverished commuters, cash strapped students, or people with more flexible schedules. You know, other people. I guess I am one of the other "other people."

What does it say about God's mission to ride a bus with strangers? What does it mean to have our present, our path, and our destinations shared? Not metaphorically, but actually. Regardless of faith or its lack, regardless of income or its lack, and without regard to some level of environmental idealism, we need reminders of our shared humanity.

Ride the bus, missionally.
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