So many great things happened this month. I booked my summer vacation, had a roommate reunion, joined the team of dear friends launching a website, and received a promotion at work. I also learned a lot about calling. It was a month where I saw fruit of labor that started long ago. In the midst of fruitful seasons, it can be so tempting to forget the faithfulness that went into it. I can forget that I’m reaping not only the seeds I’ve planted, but that others have too. In a season of fruitfulness, I must turn back to the Lord, and lay it all at His feet. I did not get here myself. There were days when simply showing up took all my strength. But God honors the small effort. I am thankful for a month like March, for the reminder that faithfulness is what the Lord desires out of me, each day. I’m not always a list maker, and I apologize for two days in row of lists, but I could not think of a better way to organize this post.
Christianity is the faith of abandoning my rights, why am I demanding them?
This is the life of surrender. Not the life of entitlement. The way of the Kingdom must look different from the way of the world. My rights belong at the foot of the cross.
Joy in Aloneness
Over the past year, I have grown more comfortable spending time by myself. In college, I would panic when I had an evening without plans; less than three years later, I enjoy time by myself. However, I am still deeply relational. If I have the choice to spend time with friends, I will. Month after month, my highlights include the time I was able to spend in community with others. There’s a need for balance, and I want to fight for it, but as a friend recently reminded me, “people matter.”
I’ve always known that the media spins things. I am not surprised when the truth comes out to be different from the articles that I was reading, and how others were responding. After watching how people responding to Indiana’s RFRA bill and listening to Monica Lewinsky’s TED Talk, I’m increasingly aware of the bias of the media. Drama makes money, but there is always someone human behind the drama. Someone whose story is being told unfairly, and sometimes without their consent.
Writing is fun, but editing is also very fun. Earlier in the month one of my friend invited me to join the team of a blog he is trying to launch. There’s a team of us working hard to generate and edit content, formulate a mission statement and build a community. Our target audience is twenty-somethings who are either in full-time ministry or navigating the balance of working a day job and seeking to bring our faith into our work places. Working
Biblical Community is a Privilege
I live in Christian community. On Thursday nights at small group, when we confess sin and struggles, we are met with grace. When I verbally process some the deep fears in my heart over the phone with my best friend, I’m met with encouragement. When I am uncertain and God feels silent, I am met with truth and prayer. I am working towards not taking this gift for granted.
Therefore, let him who until now has had the privilege of living a common Christian life with other Christians praise God’s grace from the bottom of his heart. Let him thank God on his knees and declare: It is grace, nothing but grace, that we are allowed to live in community with other Christian brethren.” (Life Together, Dietrich Bonhoeffer, 20)
I am thankful for months like March. Weekends jam packed with people and then other weekends of quiet. I am thankful for days that are not promised and a truly faithful God.