Earlier this month a ‘winter vortex,’ swept the nation. Last week it was 80 degrees outside and I was in a wool dress. All across the city, sinuses and squirrels were confused. Maybe our Carolina daffodils will make it through the incoming frost bomb barreling on the horizon, but I doubt it.
Somehow this unpredictable weather contributes to the overall sense of confusion and chaos that seems to be dictating our daily patterns. This is on top of our desire to live responsible, faithful lives!
In an attempt to be a ‘fun’ parent, I tried to play a video game the other day. Come to find out, I am neither ambidextrous nor capable of watching a moving screen without becoming extremely dizzy. The daily news of our nation and the world is completely disorienting. Driving across Charlotte requires an hour instead of a few minutes.
Maybe it’s just me, but I like to know where I’m going and what’s around the corner. My summer clothes are in the attic. I play scrabble, not 3-D video games. I love the WAZE app because it predicts traffic patterns and police cars while providing detailed directions by voice command.
Yet, usually my feigned attempts to control the day only add frustration to what can seem exhausting. Traffic jam. Sick loved one. Environmental catastrophe. Humanitarian crisis. Chaos.
We will not fear thou the earth should change and the mountains shake…
Daniel L. Migliore reminds us that the “work of [knowing God] is inseparably bound to an identifiable faith community and goes hand in hand with ‘participation in the common life of a community of faith, prayer and service.”
Speaking of chaos; a majority of our campus has been turned upside down in the name of faithfulness and hope. It is going to be frustrating for the next couple of months, but as my mom would say, ‘we need to roll with the punches,’ and go easy on each other. We are not our walls.
At the heart of Selwyn, is a deep love for Christ and one another. This is a season for connecting, inviting and caring. Pay attention to what is happening in the life of our congregation. Take a breath. Read your church emails. Lean on each other. Come to worship.
The Church matters because together…we are the ones...who will remind each other, pray with each other, teach each other, share with each other, mourn with each other, and hope with each other. Perhaps the drywall, painter’s tape, and dust will become joyful reminders that God is at work in our community with an eye on the future!
God is in the midst of the city. The nations are in an uproar, the kingdoms totter, and yet the Lord of hosts is with us…