Sunday, July 26, 2020

An Army of Lights


I love being a mama.  Man, do I love my kid. He is bright and energetic; compassionate and kind; thoughtful and silly.  Yes, I am completely biased.  I remember hearing my friends who had kids when I didn’t, repeat things their kids would say and think how profound it was.  Since becoming Mama I have heard my fair share of these pop out of my child’s mouth, but this week it sent chills up my arms.

I had read Genesis 1 recently and God had given it new light, reminding me that He makes beauty out of chaos and that even in the longest, most restless of nights, He is still working.  That’s been churning in my heart ever since.  Verse 3 however, continued to roll around in my heart as well.  “Then God said, ‘Let there be light; and there was light.’” It just kept sitting with me.

Yesterday, my son, almost 8, started a new devotional book called Indescribable. Day 1 is entitled “A Blank Page” and quotes Genesis 1:1-3.  This same day I had read Matthew 5:14 where Jesus tells us “You are the light of the world.  A city on a hill cannot be hidden.”  My son’s response: “So God created an army of lights.” 

An army of lights is exactly what He created and called us to be. He called us to be light in a dark world. He has called us to love, unconditionally, those around us.  He called us to let our light shine. 

So here is my question to myself and to us:  Are we being the light we’re made to be?  Or are we too caught up in what things are supposed to look like, fitting in neat little boxes, to be that light?  Are we too concerned with being comfortable to do what is better for all of us?

We are called to be exactly what my observant little man said: an army of lights.  This light is driven by love.  From a song I sang in a choir over 20 years ago: “Love is patient. Love is kind. Love is humble, all of the time; not easily angered.  Enduring the test.  So never forget: Love is the more excellent way.” (Babbie Mason, “Love is the More Excellent Way”).  If our actions can’t be tied to loving others, something is missing, and maybe we need to rethink it all.  Afterall, God created an army of lights.

Sunday, July 19, 2020

Longest. Night. Ever.


During this, let’s face it, insane time in not only our nation’s history but in the history of our world and of mankind, I have felt out of control.  I can’t control COVID-19.  I can’t control what the school district decides to offer for Fall 2020 for my son.  I can’t control the void of leadership our country is facing amidst a pandemic.  I can’t control the economy.  But we’re not supposed to, and that’s hard.

Yes, we can influence it- meaning I can wear a mask, take necessary precautions about who my family is around, where we travel, how we show up when we go to a store or generally out in public.  I can influence the school district by using my voice and logic, paired with science.  Well, let’s hope people are listening to science.  I can influence the leadership of our government by voting.  I can shop wisely.  So while I cannot control it, I have control over my involvement in it.

Even still, after reasoning that out, I still have felt ungrounded.  The world is quite literally spinning out of control.  I held on to anything I could with ferocity.  Unfortunately, this wore me out.  For the last several weeks I’ve been listening, reading, searching, questioning in an attempt to find grounding.  I found it where I left it; in my faith.

To be honest, I’ve been somewhat hesitant to dive into my faith lately.  In full transparency, the Christian “right” has become rather distasteful.  Pro-life, but only regarding abortion, never mind capital punishment, children dying on our borders, thousands of people dying because of a pandemic our leadership still blames on China instead of doing something about it.  Loving unconditionally, but only if the lifestyle or who someone loves suits your definition.  Supportive of women, as long as they’re still subordinate to men.  Supportive of a leader who evidences none of the Fruit of the Spirit- love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, gentleness and self-control.  I can completely say, yuck.  That’s not something I want to be a part of.

I’ve been gobbling up Jen Hatmaker, Brene Brown, Sue Monk Kidd, and Beth Moore podcasts.  I am grateful for these bold women who have made it abundantly clear- no matter what the church has become, it’s not about the church, it is about Jesus and He is LOVE. So back I ran.  But where do I start?  I’ve been to ministry school. I’ve torn through hundreds of Bible studies over the years, mostly by Beth Moore, Priscilla Shirer, and Kay Arthur.  A yearly Bible reading plan is overwhelming at this time in life.  It just seems like forever.  I decided to start at the beginning: Genesis 1, Psalms 1, Proverbs 1 and Matthew 1.  I’ll march through that way for now.  I asked God for something new this time.  New eyes for today, for where I am now, in this turmoil.  And in perfect God, delivery.

Genesis 1, the story of creation.  As I began reading rather rapidly, thinking I’d skim it, but I got caught on verse 2 instantly.  “And the earth was formless and void, and darkness was over the surface of the deep…”  Chaos.  Emptiness.  Void.  I can think of no better descriptors of where we are right now.  We are a hot mess y’all.  Our nation is a mess.  Divided to the point of disagreement meaning hatred and that one person is less than another because you share differing opinions.  It is ugly.  And I saw it:  He takes CHAOS and makes something BEAUTIFUL.

Grounded-instantly.

In verse 5, “And God called the light day and the darkness He called night.”  I saw the second point:   There is day and night to every struggle.  He is still working in the night, when I can’t see it.  Like my brain is being renewed while I sleep, He is still working.  The day is when we can see what He’s been doing, and there’s a light.

I can only think that we have been really damaging ourselves and our fellow human beings.  Before we can really be renewed, we’ve got to be refined.  Malachi 3:3 (NLT) “He will sit like a refiner of silver, burning away the dross.”  I truly believe we’re at a place where we are being tested.  His refining fire will reveal those who genuinely LOVE God and LOVE His people (meaning those He created, so if it is a person, that person is His).  I believe we’re being tested because the churchy-church has veered so far off course, being more concerned about who fits the mold that it isn’t remembered and respected that we are ALL made in image of God, male and female; black, white, yellow, brown.  He loves us ALL, REGARDLESS of sexual orientation, socioeconomic status, ethnicity, political affiliation.

Longest. Night. Ever.  Doesn’t it feel that way?  But grounding- He’s working.  Even when we can’t see it.  Even when all we can see is division, hatred, sickness, evil, jealousy, destruction.  Even when it makes me grieve on the inside to see where we are as a nation, to see hatred because of color, gender identity, sexual orientation, gender or political affiliation.  Even when I feel like we are spiraling out of control, He is STILL working.

And while this night is excruciatingly long, I will hang on to the knowledge that He is still working.  Renewal is taking place, and that one day, light and it will be beautiful.  But it's going to take a long time.  Hold on.  Grounded. He makes beauty out of dark, ugly chaos.

Sunday, July 12, 2020

Fleshing it out


Fleshing it out

Today I came across a re-post in defense of themselves.  The man is an older white gentleman who claimed to have no privilege and not be advantaged.  We will not get into the blind spot that so many white men have.  He posted it because he was “fedup” with being called a racist.  I truly don’t know much about this individual so of course, cannot speak as to his heart or his life.  But it truly bothered me, which means there’s a rub and I need to flesh it out, to find out where I stand on every item he brought up.  

To paraphrase Jen Hatmaker, the edges have been frayed for a while.  Challenges to the way I once thought or felt about the world and my place in it began popping up.  God began a work in me, chipping off parts here and there that were “mainstream” church instead of what He truly meant when He said as the #2 thing: LOVE YOUR NEIGHBOR.

So here is my truth, after a lot of soul searching, scripture searching, and knee time:

On PRIVILEGE:  I grew up in a 2 parent home. My mom was able to stay home while my sister and I were young.  She went back to work when I was 8.  I am white. While men have had it easier than me, I have had it easier than most. I have privilege.

On ADVANTAGE:  I am here because I earned it and by the grace of God, have a husband who is fiscally responsible.  Am I advantaged, hell yes I am.  For years I didn’t have any fiscal wherewithal.  Am I at an advantage now because I have someone who guides in it, you bet.

On the LBGTQ Community:  I am heterosexual which means I don’t know the first thing about what it is like to live a life where it is necessary to hide who you are or who you love inside.  I have not been as loving as I should have been to the LGBTQ community, but I am a work in progress and I’m here to get it right.  I will love everyone as Jesus taught.  I LOVE the depth of diversity you bring to our world.

On other FAITHS:  I know and working through my faith.  No matter what, I am here to get it right. I will listen and hold space.  I open my heart to our differences.

On GUNS:  The Second Amendment was written in 1791.  Our country and world are different.  We did not have the protection of a well-funded, vast military. The right to bear arms exists, but this amendment was not written when automatic and semi-automatic weapons existed.  The first automatic weapon with a separate magazine in the grip was the Borchardt pistol.  It came about in 1893.  102 years after “arms” were given as a right.  I personally find both of those types of weapons irresponsible to put in the hands of non-trained individuals.  But I’m not going to take away nor would I support the taking away of your right to own a gun, just not one who’s creation is explicitly for war-time and for killing of humans.

On CHANGE:  I’m over 40 and I recognize that I grew up in a really different time.  I grew up where we celebrated the first woman astronaut went into space in 1983, while men had been there since 1971.  I recognize that the world is vastly different for my son than it was to me.  I do not feel out of date, but I recognize that my views need to be challenged.  Change is okay.  Remember, we are here to get it right.

On RESPONSIBLE NEWS GATHERING:  I gather my news from AP, USA Today, and MSNBC.  I even look at FoxNews occasionally- remember, we are here to get it right which means we have to look at the whole picture. 

On HERITAGE:  Being proud of your heritage doesn’t make one a xenophobe.  How you treat people who are standing on our borders begging for help, or are here on a work visa indicates if you dislike or have prejudice towards people from other countries. 

On HARD WORK, FAIR PLAY and FAIR COMPENSATION:  Just because I believe that people deserve our help, doesn’t mean I don’t believe in hard work, fair play and fair compensation.  I work my tail off. I still make $.82 compared to a man’s for the same work. A black woman makes $0.62.  Fair compensation only works when the playing field is level.  It never has been.  Helping someone up doesn’t mean I’m a socialist or Antifa (neo-Antifa, because to be an Anti-Fascist as it originally was, is a good thing).

On SUBSIDIES:  If you believe in bank subsidies than you sure should be able to believe in helping people in an economic crisis.  Besides if you pay what is charged by the grocery store then you believe in subsidies.  Everything we buy from a farm is subsidized by the government.

On the FIRST AMENDMENT:  As an American and as someone who supports the Constitution, I support someone’s choice to kneel during the National Anthem.  Not doing so is clear indication of supporting the First Amendment as long as it is in line with what you would say or believe.  Once again, we are here to get it right.  Just because they don’t agree with you doesn’t mean you can’t support their RIGHT to speak it, or kneel.  I believe everyone has a voice.  I will fight for your voice, regardless of if I understand it or agree with it.  That’s the whole point.

On the HISTORY:  Being offended by someone’s desire to remove Confederate monuments makes it about you.  It evidences the lack of respect for their voice, their feelings or their own personal history and familial history.  Imagine walking through a park every day, as a person of color, only to see a monument to the time in our history where it was perfectly legal to own a person of color. 

If we’re preserving monuments that have to do with our history as a country, then would a monument about Hitler be appropriate?

No one is trying to erase history. The goal is to tell their story; to have a voice; to not be reminded every time they walk through a park that they were once property.  Glorifying the hatred that came along with the Confederacy by refusing to step into another’s shoes or listen to their voices, WILL cause history to repeat itself.

On BLACK LIVES MATTER:  Hell yes, they do.  Right now, the focus is on changing the conversation. All lives have always mattered. But right now, the America I see doesn’t feel that way about black lives.  So yes, Black Lives Matter.

On COVID-19: I watch scientists and their data on COVID-19.  I wear the mask. I pay attention.  Unfortunately, we have failed leadership during this crisis.  It is NOT only about YOU.  It is about US.  Seatbelts aren’t comfortable but we wear them.  WEAR THE DAMN MASK.

On our LEADERSHIP:  I do not support the current President. I believe he is unfortunately, a mirror into part of our country.  It is an ugly image.  We are desperate for change.

It boils down to this.

IF LOVE, THEN…
Wear the mask
Black lives matter
Brown lives matter
Women count
LGBTQ lives matter
The Confederacy was a terrible time- don’t glorify any of it
Slavery was wrong
Segregation was wrong
We have to listen to other voices
We have to hold space for other opinions

We need to ask ourselves when forming opinions:  Can I honestly say that love is leading this?  If the answer is no, we need to flesh it out.

WE ARE HERE TO GET IT RIGHT. That takes time. It takes patience.  And it takes being uncomfortable as we grow.  It's okay to have to change.