“Behold, how good and pleasant it is when brothers dwell in unity! It is like the precious oil on the head, running down on the beard, on the beard of Aaron, running down on the collar of his robes! It is like the dew of Hermon, which falls on the mountains of Zion! For there the Lord has commanded the blessing, life forevermore.” Psalm 133
I wonder, will we ever attain the unity that God meant for us. The psalmist must have experienced it because he talks of it in chapter 133. My sister holds this passage close, as do I in the longing for relationships that are like the watering of the earth, or the pouring of anointing oil.
So perfect is the dew that accumulates as snow on the mountaintop and in the spring melts into pure water that flows down giving life to everything from plants to people. And the oil—a blending of spice and aroma that consecrates the holy ones who make sacrifices on behalf of those they serve to the God they love for the people they love.
Unity in its purest form is a thirst quenching emulsion of life. It feels as good as a cold drink after hard work or as in sync as a swimmer’s stoke against the water. Serving and being served, outdoing one another in showing honor to each other, carrying one another’s burdens, giving before taking, loving all the time, forgiving all the time…laughing together, dancing together, breaking bread and sharing wine. Opinions die and sides become circles with one center—God. God, who in perfect unity is the Father, Jesus and the Holy Spirit.
“Behold, how good and pleasant it is when brothers dwell in unity!”