Tuesday, November 8, 2016

When We Wake Up Tomorrow.



Today we get the chance to show up and choose the leader of our nation. For many, myself included, this day won't bring relief based on the candidate chosen. For Christians, it's not supposed to. We live in a world that is broken and no woman or man, outside of Christ, will be able to fix it and we know this.

We know that Jesus is the one who sets up governments and authorities and can use even the most evil leader in his sovereignty. Yet, we are called to be wise stewards of our resources and a vote is nothing to waste. So of course I voted.

I also realize that throughout history and in my own life, times of hardship and lack of godly leadership, have lead the people to rise up and make changes in their own hearts and lives. We're already living in a dark world--how much darker does it have to get before our hearts are stirred beyond simply voting. Yes voting is important, but we cannot stop there.

Psalm 20:7-8 reminds us:
Some nations boast of their chariots and horses,
but we boast in the name of the Lord our God. 
Those nations will fall down and collapse,
but we will rise up and stand firm.

I wrote my own poem that I hope is an encouragement to not dread tomorrow, but embrace the opportunity we have:

Tomorrow when we wake up
We won't let things go
The reality will settle in
But this time, we'll know

That no matter the ruler, 
we still have a choice. 
To let things stay the same, 
or to use our voice. 

When there's no cameras or spotlight, 
when the signs are all gone, 
may the banner over us, 
be one that is love. 

Because Love conquered death, 
and a vote cannot change. 
What God has secured, 
in Jesus's name. 

And maybe we'll continue, 
the practice of prayer. 
We'll wake up tomorrow
and begin to truly care. 

About the idols we've worshipped
the world we've created. 
The ways we've shown apathy
cannot be debated. 

Maybe tomorrow, 
we will finally wake up
and decide that this world 
will never be enough

We'll choose real life in the presence,
and take a media break. 
We'll spend our lives given, 
and worry not what we'll take. 

We'll worry not about inconvenience, 
we might even slow down. 
And notice the beauty, 
is still all around. 

In the friends we still have, 
who have hearts and fears. 
We'll share defeats and victories,
Laughter and tears. 

When we wake up tomorrow, 
let us not give up our fight
Though darkness may entrench us,
we must go shine His light. 



Monday, October 31, 2016

On both sides

Last week, I was in Asheville enjoying a much-needed reprieve from one of the most difficult seasons I've gone through. The weather turned out to be perfect and we mosied downtown to wander aimlessly through downtown Asheville. A few blocks in, we were met with passionate folks holding up their signs for their opposing candidates. Although the idea of engaging candidates wasn't my idea of taking a break, my curiosity got the best of me and I asked the campaigners why they were in favor of their candidates.

We had an interesting, yet passionate discussion. The Trump supporter said her main issue was Life. She said she represented the silent victims of abortion who couldn't stand for themselves. The Clinton supporter said that he was passionate about supporting living wage jobs. He saw too many folks fall on tough times when they were laid off and personally knew working poor who were overeducated and underpaid. The Trump supporter was eager to share at this point, proclaiming that her own children were forced to leave the city for jobs because the local economy did not support them.

Though the media would portray supporters as venomous foes, we actually had a great conversation and agreed on more than I expected. I was excited to share an example of how I get to be involved in solutions related to both of these issues through my life's work focused on helping mothers know that they don't have to choose between motherhood & success--we're here to support moms who courageously choose life and we also provide resources for moms to help them secure living wage employment. My pro-choice friend even agreed that we were doing good work to help moms who chose to parent. I walked away hopeful that they would keep up their passionate pursuits after the election was over.

On November 8th, we have a chance to vote. Everyday, we have a chance to live out our beliefs and still remain neighbors who aren't hate-filled, but passionate people who desire to take action to make a difference. Let's not let this fire die down or burn us up with hate.