As I rushed to the front door one Tuesday morning, my husband stopped me. “Have you seen this?” he asked, pointing to the television screen. I glanced over my shoulder and saw a plane crashing into the World Trade Center. “Oh, that’s awful!” But because 15 women were waiting for me to lead Bible study, I didn’t have time to think more about it and rushed out the door.When I arrived, the group was discussing what they had heard or seen that morning about the attack. Our fears and concerns escalated with news that the Pentagon had also been hit. When I tried to start the lesson, no one could focus. So we went to the sanctuary to pray. We knew so little that it was hard to form the words, but it felt right to be kneeling at an altar, in community with other children of God on that day — September 11, 2001.After Jesus was physically gone, the early church had only one another to rely on. Luke’s joy is evident as he writes about their life in community. They ate, learned, and worshiped together. Our faith is strengthened by others as they encourage us, love us, and hold us accountable. The early church is a model of what God intended — that we travel through our journey of faith and life in community.