Things are hard. The world is at war. The pandemic is still impacting us all. Our country is so divided. A man killed his three daughters at a church. The data out of the school district shows we are failing our black boys. People on twitter are calling me spineless and a rubber stamp. I want to crawl under the covers. I want to watch mindless tv. I have the privilege to stop reading the news, to quit my role on the school board, to insulate myself from it all. I could live a quiet life.
But I choose to enter the fray. I choose to watch as our neighbors at St. John the Baptist Ukrainian Orthodox Church pray ever day for their family and friends in a language I don’t understand. I choose to write tweets about the PPS budget, enraging some, but hopefully clarifying details for others. I choose to learn about domestic violence and the science of virology and the psychology of trauma and the depths of human suffering so that I might live and love and act in ways that are in alignment with God’s call to care for others by loving my neighbor as myself.
spent 40 days, being tempted and getting clarity about who he was going to choose to be, how he was going to choose to be in ministry. So this year for Lent I am giving up easy. I am giving up quiet. I am going to spend my one precious life in the passionate pursuit of God’s kindom. A world where peace reigns, where trans people are free to be themselves. A world where Black Lives really do matter. A world where there is enough for everyone to be who God has made them to be.
May these 40 days help us all choose to give up that which gets in our way, allowing us to focus on the difficult work of showing up in love and maybe, just maybe making a small difference in this world.
-Eilidh
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