During the service, two grand-daughters got up to share a poem about their grandma. They alternated verses until about the third verse, when one of the girls broke down. After a little hesitation, grand-daughter #2 stepped in and read several verses in a row to relieve her grieving cousin. Then they were able to continue as planned.
To me it was a beautiful picture of teamwork in action and a great reminder that we need to do life in community.
Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their work: If one falls down, his friend can help him up. But pity the man who falls and has no one to help him up! Also, if two lie down together, they will keep warm. But how can one keep warm alone? Though one may be overpowered, two can defend themselves. A cord of three strands is not quickly broken.