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In all seriousness, your reflections on standing firm hit me today (in a place I'd rather them not hit). I started a Bible study at my church. The intention was in this 6-weeks to not only study this particular story (Abraham and Sarah) but to also practice it (namely, the theme of spilling out God's good into the earth). We would together choose a way to fight injustice in our community, particularly by working with a group our church partners with (i.e. a homeless shelter or an orphanage).
I had high hopes for six weeks.
Not many people showed up in the beginning. Even fewer committed. But committed we did. We chose a particular organization and contacted them. We're ready! How can we help?
Um, we don't really need anything right now. Not short-term.
Oh, well, okay.
I called someone else. We're ready! How can we help?
Great. We need help decorating a table and selling tickets for a fund-raising event.
Decorating tables? How on earth is that fighting oppression?
Let me fast-forward to the end. Tonight we're having a dinner to "celebrate" the end of the study. And I've been surprised at what God's teaching me.
Yes, we have to fight to get out of our comfort zones, take a risk, push aside the busyness of life, and work toward social justice. And I will say that I never expected to "fix" anything in six weeks. My hope was that by doing this one project, it could lead to a greater understanding of how we can be involved long-term.
But God stepped in to teach me some things. These things happened to be best described by what you said above--standing firm. We can't wait to serve God, to make His mark in this world. Most of the time, our intentions are good, our desires are good. The question is, will we stand firm when nothing seems to happen?
I've talked too much. I'll shut up now.
:)
The interesting thing to me, as you were describing this scenario, is that "standing" also reminds me of "waiting." I've spent so much of my life waiting for what God was going to do next. Waiting to be healed when I was sick. Waiting to get a job when I was unemployed. Waiting for the return of joy when I was depressed.
And yet, standing, when we truly are standing in the Lord, is the solution to waiting. It's the process of making our faith real, believing God is going to come through, so we stand on His word and wait. It doesn't mean He is going to do exactly what we expect.
Just that He will never forsake us. Never leave us. No matter what.
I love your analogy, Mark.
Blessings,
Merrie Destefano
I'll never look at leisure time the same again, I'll tell ya!
Odd job,
In H.S I sold popsicles for two summers in a former meter-maid vehicle (motorized three wheeler)
I soon learned that you sell more to poor people than you do the well to do.
You sell more in the first week of the month than the three remaining weeks combined. Sadly it had to do that welfare checks came out the first of the month
Also selling to men at construction sites was more profitable than neighborhoods.
You get a fabulous "farmer's tan"
You sell more on a sunny moderate Spring Saturday than you do on a hot August day(summer anticipation)
You sell more in the last hours of the day than during the heat of the day (both parents and most kids are closer to home)
I should have known then that I should have gone drectly into sales and not spent eight years in accounting
There aren’t too many times any more that I come away from an educational experience having learned something completely new.
(though tempted, I don't dare ditto that, I haven't been around long enough)
I didn't breathe of word of my quiet disappointment---at least, not intentionally, but perhaps subtley---at the amount of repeated information I got at you-know-where. Classes (plural) meant to advance further afield in a particular topic but seemed to fall back to basic training. Pov. SDT. RUE. ???
I really wish I'd taken Randy's clinic. Poo. Next time. !
Hi Merrie! I met you at Randy's table.
Was that the time I was asking Randy to help me with my parallel universe pitch?
It was good to meet you! And yes, I bet you would really like taking Randy's mentoring clinic. He's a great teacher!
:)
Heather, you didn't talk too much. I've been there too. Tried to organize with Habitat only to find them completely impossible to work with my schedule. I'm still open to service like that, but mostly I try to serve in ways that are immediately in front of me. (And I try to make sure that I take myself places where there will be opportunities to serve. This blog is one of those places.
Arly, good to hear from you coz! I still have the book mark Uncle Dan made at the reunion. Where's your blog gone?
Dan, thanks for stopping by. Your avatar always makes me smile.
Merrie, I'm so so so glad we met at Mt. Hermon. About the waiting, I go back to Acts. Paul had a really active and bold way of waiting. Trying to get into cities that were closed by the spirit. My goal is always to have God hold me back like he did Paul. Not that I can shake a stick next to Paul, mind you...
Robert, thanks for stopping by! I loved your 4x4 meme. I'm working on a response now.
Otto, you should write that up on your blog and enter it in our meme. Seriously. Also, you are a natural at blogging.
Camille, at conferences I always aim to learn just one new thing from each session. The best sessions teach several new things. Randy opened my eyes to a new way of understanding story and plot. He's a saint in my book. The saint of, um, Physics and Science Fiction.
I took your advice and posted "What I learned as a Popsicle man" on my blog.
Thanks