We need each other as we walk to hear the fears that grip our nights, to borrow faith when ours is weak.  We need a place to say, “I hurt,” and savor the reply, “I’m here.”  We need a hand upon the shoulder that will say—no words at all— “You’re safe with me.  You’re not alone.”  We need the honest laughter that will share a story we would never share in crowds.  We need the friend who knows the gospel well enough to call us to repentance and remind us of God’s grace.  It was a mercy that the Lord sent out disciples two-by-two, for we are strengthened, held, encouraged—shaped—by those who share the journey with us.  So walk in grace.