The feeling or sense of belonging has changed and taken on a deeper meaning in my life today, compared to my younger days. For most of my life I had seen things mostly in negative terms. Everything was serious, heavy, awful. I did not allow myself to get too close to people in general. As a child, one of my parents was not to be trusted. Thank goodness I had a grandmother and an auntie that were.
Years later I learned that all any of us need is one other human being to see us in order to feel we belong to something. As a child Jesus was my friend, my invisible friend that would keep me safe and protected. We would climb trees together, go on walks and sit for long periods of silence. I longed to belong. I found the courage to listen to the voice of desire. The desire for something safe. I am talking the desire for belonging at a soul level. Not surface things like conversations around drinking alcohol and gossip and criticism or sarcastic humor. Today I have a longing for that soul level of belonging. I call it a divine urgency. Jesus still is my best friend.
I have other soul companions beside this Jesus that have showed me about the great belonging. I must trust others and become a part of a community of trusting soul companions. I call them my tribe. They are mostly individuals who have experienced some great hardships in life. The saints that I have never met but you think you have because of the oral tradition of stories. The people that I have met along the way. The people in the addiction and recovery community. My spiritual guides throughout my life’s journey. Woman and men in prison who maybe have never known this belonging but they long for it! The paper boy in my neighborhood. The grocery store assistant. Yes, even the person behind the counter at the DMV. God longs for you and I. We long for God and each other.
Blessed be the longing to belong!