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“Not forsaking the assembling of ourselves together, as the manner of some is; but exhorting one another: and so much the more, as ye see the day approaching.”
— Hebrews 10:25 (KJV)
I remember one Sunday morning when I almost didn’t go to church. I was tired. My week had been extremely heavy. And honestly, I just didn’t feel like smiling at anyone or trying to be “on.” But something in my heart nudged me to go anyway. I slipped in, sat on the end of the row, and before the service even started, a friend leaned over, gave me a hug, and simply said, “I love you and here for whatever you need.”
That was it. And it meant the world.
That’s the power of fellowship. It’s not just a nice idea—it’s a lifeline.
Fellowship Isn’t Optional—It’s Spiritual Strength
There are few things the enemy loves more than an isolated woman. If he can’t stop you from loving God, he’ll do his best to make you feel like you’re walking this road alone.
And if we’re being honest, a lot of us have let ourselves get comfortable with the “just me and Jesus” mindset. We say:
• “I’m fine on my own.”
• “It’s just a busy season.”
• “Church people don’t really get me.”
• “I don’t have time to make friends right now.”
But deep down, we’re craving connection. Real connection. The kind where someone notices when you’re missing. The kind where someone checks in, prays for you, and shows up in the middle of the mess—not just the milestones.
Scripture doesn’t tell us to gather when it’s convenient. It tells us not to forsake the gathering of ourselves together. God knows we need each other. Not just for hard days—but to keep us growing, rooted, and steady in our faith.
Yes, fellowship happens in church. And yes—it matters that we’re there. Not just for ourselves, but for the sister sitting next to us who might be barely holding it together. When we gather to hear the Word, worship together, and simply be present, something sacred happens.
But fellowship also spills over into the everyday. It’s found in grocery store aisles, in back-porch conversations, in the prayer sent by text message, or in a quiet meal shared after church. God never meant for us to carry our burdens—or our faith—alone.
When Friendship Feels Hard
Maybe you’ve been hurt in church before. Perhaps you’ve felt overlooked, or like you never quite found your place. Perhaps you’ve tried to get close and felt shut out.
And now, it just feels safer to stay behind your walls.
I get it. Women don’t talk enough about how hard it is to let others in. But I need you to know—God didn’t call us to safety. He called us to community.
Yes, it takes courage. But it’s worth it. And sometimes, it just takes one small step to start letting people in again.
A Picture from the Bible
Acts 2:42 gives us such a sweet glimpse of how the early church lived: “And they continued stedfastly in the apostles' doctrine and fellowship, and in breaking of bread, and in prayers.”
They weren’t just meeting once a week. They were sharing meals, praying together, and helping each other through real life. That kind of community is still possible today. It doesn’t have to be fancy. It just has to be faithful.
What if we stopped waiting on someone else to go first—and we just made the first move?
What Fellowship Might Look Like This Week
Fellowship isn’t always big or loud. Sometimes it’s as simple as:
• Sending a voice message instead of a “praying hands” emoji
• Inviting someone to grab a bite after church—even if it’s fast food
• Answering honestly when someone asks how you're really doing
• Offering to pray on the spot instead of saying, “I’ll pray later”
• Making the decision to go back to church—just one Sunday at a time
• Sharing something God showed you with a friend, even if it’s small
None of these takes a platform. They just take a willing heart.
Reflection Questions
• Have I made space for real connection—or have I let myself pull away?
• Is there someone I need to reach out to this week?
• What fear or past hurt might be holding me back from the fellowship I need?
Next Week: Submission
We’ll explore what it really means to live with a heart of submission—not as weakness, but as strength under God’s leadership. It’s not about giving up your voice—it’s about choosing trust.