Fellowship
As Joyce points out in his daring Finnegans Wake , “ They lived and laughed and loved and left .” Many prefer to be amiable without actually embellishing their cordiality with commitment: they are happy to meet occasionally, eat something and even travel together, but then each to his own, unconcerned. This can refer to the remembrance of a long-loved person who refuses to wake up from its slumber: lost friendships that never flowered into love. Shakespeare points out, “ Most friendship is feigning, most loving folly ” ( As You Like It , II.7 ). Most don’t seem to notice or prefer not to and yet, beyond our misplaced feelings, fellowship embellishes our commitment to Christ. This comprehension is accentuated because fellowship in a brave new cosmic order, subjected to social media, simulates instant coffee: press a button and a friendship is born! Neither love nor commitment is envisaged: we neither walk with each other nor suffer with or for each other, so that fellowship...