Friday, June 4, 2010

in the quiet

in the quiet of the night - the city still is moving. there are voices yelling outside, sirans blaring down the street, a baby cries - too hot to sleep.
I wonder how many people around the block from where i sit are worried about tomorrow's food and shelter - or if they will be pregnant, or hurt again when their boyfriend wakes up. do they dare leave? no.
I sit and wonder what my role is - in this city - in this world - as a voice for the voiceless, speaking up on behalf of the estimated 27 million in slavery today - there are so many different things needing to be done! the problem is HUGE and complex and interconnected!! Yet - it does not overwhelm God. He has declared that it will end - and he is bringing that to pass - he has choces to use us- his people! will we stand up and fight this battle with him?
As I process and learn to listen to His leading - i hope this space will be a place of reflection and sharing of what im learning. I hope you find it helpful or at least encouraging.

the problems can seem huge and overwhelming, but I serve a God who has a plan, and I have been given a peice of that to do. Only a peice. I can go to bed tonight handing him the rest - not carrying it on my sholders. He promises he will never sleep - so I will let him watch over all the problems and issues and conserns tonight.
I heard that word of wisdom from my friend E.

I am thankful for friends. For community. For the freedom to let go and let God lead me where he will - I can stay in this space of uncertainty and flexibility. it is a gift for right now. And i am glad. It can be hard- but i am learning.
there is a deeper purpose for my existance than I may assume. God's kindom is coming - and is already here - and I am called to be a part of that. It is coming as upsidedown and backwards as one could imagine - and so we are called to be last - to be the servant - to be poor and lowly and there to seek His face. to Love. to be filled with Joy!

Joy is a powerful thing. Never loose it.

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