But it doesn’t come cheap 

Because doing life with others

Demands the death 

Of the parts of us 

That are incompatible with human fellowship:

The uncompromising selfishness

The incessant need to be right 

The eternal reach for control.

We hold onto our absolute individual rights and freedoms

At the expense of belonging to something greater,

We grasp for autonomy at all costs 

Only to find ourselves as the 

Greatest proponents of our deep loneliness,

Needing humans 

Yet driving them away 

All at once.

Real community is free

But it doesn’t come cheap,

You’ll find your people are for you

But you’ll have to learn 

To walk with them.