Belonging - Mary Sulerud


“What I mean is that each of you says, ‘I belong to Paul’, or ‘I belong to Apollos’, or ‘I belong to Cephas’, or ‘I belong to Christ.’” The First Letter of Paul to the Corinthians
Fights along political lines are not new and one of the toughest experiences for those new to a community of faith is that they aren’t new to the church either. The reality of belonging and the relational question of to whom do we belong are the essence of what it is to be human.

I have been thinking a lot about belonging as I prepare to take the train to Washington on Saturday morning, January 21st. It was important to me to answer why it was that at 8:30 am I was getting on the train with our daughter and my husband in my collar and with my white deer skin stole with the Lamb of God quilled on it by Linda Two Bulls of the Lakota people of Pine Ridge Indian Reservation.

It is because I belong to Christ, and that is an all-encompassing definition of what it means to be human for me. It is because I belong to the community of faith Emmanuel that I serve. It is because the older I am the more that I know that this belonging means that I also belong to those who feel voiceless because opportunity to live decently has passed them by, to those who are homeless and hungry, to those enmeshed in the enduring sin and brokenness of racism and who have no future, to those who cry out for justice and peace and economic fair treatment.

I can’t belong any more to the world that is my past for all of its goodness and its brokenness. I must belong to Christ and those in need today. So I march because that is the pilgrimage I must make to truly belong to the one who loves us all.

Mary Sulerud