I am joyous in the Lord...and...these last three weeks have tested me on that--I tell you. St. Paul, says, “Rejoice in the Lord always: and again I say, Rejoice” (Philippians 4:4-8 KJV). I seek to maintain a spirit of joy, even when I am less faithful in keeping a spirit of joy while accomplishing the ever-increasing laundry list of things to do, events to plan and lessons to create.
Yesterday, I was on the Dr. Zina Pierre prayer line with my mom. It's kind of our thing. She’ll call me an hour before to ask if I’m going to get on it. I ask her to call me 5 minutes before, so I don’t forget. When tested, it is so good to have someone checking in on you. It lets me know while on campus after scudding from class, attempting to grade papers or running off to a study meeting, that God is the great refresher.
Take Him wherever you go!
So...I dance a lot. When I was going on medical leave from KU last year, after battling royally with arthritis and the immense pressures of graduate school, dancing was the only thing I could say—if that makes sense. Sometimes the enormity of the small traumas can add up until we’ve had all we can take. It was time for me to say no more and call on the only help I knew, Jesus.
You know what His prescription was? To sit my worrying-about-tomorrow self down and to use the words I have. For me, that was salsa; that was reggae; that was Stravinsky; that was good ol’ Frankie, Muddy Waters, African dance—and, believe it or not, Christian rap and rock. Seeing that God could take “the world’s” music and turn it around to give Him the glory and the honor and the praise was comforting for me. That God could take the mess I made of my life and turn it into a song that I could later dance...and laugh...to was reassuring for me.
“Through all the chaos, He was writing a symphony” (a song by Switch).
I didn’t think I’d ever say this, but Justin Bieber is making more sense than I’ve heard in a long time. In a recent church service on August 30th, Bieber, on Instagram, wrote, “Sang at church last night. God is pulling me through a hard season. Having trust in Jesus at your worst times is the absolute hardest.
But he is faithful to complete what he started.”
On the other hand, you have artists like Marty Sampson from Hill Song, with such a major Christian platform, sharing on social media that “he is ‘genuinely losing’ his faith;” and according to ChristianPost.com, “clarified that while he hasn’t ‘renounced’ his Christianity, it’s nevertheless on ‘incredibly shaky ground.’”
Walking with Christ is hard everyday; yet, we see here with Hill Song, with all the fame and success in the Christian music world, it is truly Ecclesiastes over, again. Vanities, vanities, vanities. When going through the struggles in our Christian walk, we have to ask for daily renewal.
Jesus is our daily portion to get through the dead zones of our faith.
Renew me, Abba, that I might walk faithful in You in this deaden season.
In my last post, I spoke about considering my ministry for teaching and studying a dream that Jesus gave me to hold for such a time as this. So many Millennial and Generation Z students need a comforting instructor.
It is my labor of love to listen for their brilliance to emerge. I have struggled with what it means to be a Christian on campus. “How can I use my talents as a teacher to bring a little more Heaven, here, to Earth,” I often think.
When we have a dream or talent, that is a piece of Heaven’s treasure that the Holy Spirit gives us to carry through our toiling in this world. How silly of me to once think I couldn’t bring Heaven’s dream to school with me.
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