Anyways, I have been thinking through thistopic the last few days. I have been on a kick of social justice issues, and I feel alive with that. But then someone private messaged me saying that they would expect me to be writing more about trusting God etc.
So, I have been thinking through all. And I am in no way an expert on these things. But my thoughts bubble to the surface and here they are.
First and foremost I am a Christian. And thank goodness for that. It is the very air I breathe. Life without Christ is no life at all.. The realization that thankfully this life is not all there. What a wonderful hope when we will have no more tears, no more pain. My beautiful son will be able to put his arms around me, walk around, speak to me. Although he "speaks" to me in a special way now, and so sweetly.
Thankfully we have eternal hope as Christians. That is my sweetest comfort at the most of challenging of times, such as when I realize that my son will not have a normal life expectancy.
But....., I don't think that means that we can't fight for justice.
The Bible says, "I have fought the good fight......". This life was never meant to be a vacation in Hawaii. (Although I am more than ready for one, if anyone wants to send us I won't say no. ;))
But the point is, we have to be willing to get up everyday and go to battle. Sometimes that means doing the dishes AGAIN (ahem....), or cleaning the house AGAIN, or correcting our children again in a loving tone and not being impatient (ahemmm....errrr, I think I needed this self talk). This is a battle. But it is not a battle in which we wonder if we will be conquerors or not. It is already conquered. Thank goodness. But that doesn't mean we don't have to do anything. Scripture says that the Lord gave us talents, some 10, some 5, some 2, some 1, and all He really cares about is that we INVEST them some way or another. Thankfully He is full of grace, and we are not saved by our works.
There was a time after the message from my friend that I really felt like I messed up pretty badly. I felt like I offended people, I felt like after I was so cautious for so long in what I said in one moment of emotion and lack of sleep and frustration I undid everything. And there is the beauty of the gospel. When I mess up, guess who loves and forgives me. Guess who picks me up and tells me to keep going. The Bible says, "If we confess our sins he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to purify us from all unrighteousness." He is so good.
So, I believe that out of love for my fellow man (which as a simple reminder is the second greatest commandment), I need to fight some social justice issues. No, I can't do it better than Jesus, but it is a way for me to love. And if I see the terror and the trauma of abortion and say nothing than maybe I will be held accountable? . Where is that Scripture (must ask hubby) that if the watchman on the wall sees danger coming and says nothing the watchman is guilty, but if the watchman sees danger coming and says something the watchman is innocent. No, I am not saved by this, clarifying again. But I have a responsibility.
Maybe my opinion will be wrong sometimes. My opinion is not always the Lords because I am human and I am searching everyday to know His heart. When I hurt others I grieve, when I misrepresent His name I grieve. But I must dust myself off and keep going. Because I run this race for Him.
And when my walk is not so dramatic as fighting the battle of abortion and social injustice, may my little battle of loving my neighbor, loving my friends, loving my church family, loving my family, loving my husband, loving my children, keeping control over my house, and making home a place where hopefully and prayerfully (please Lord), my family wants to be and return to..., ., may this battle, perhaps the most difficult and hidden, be one the Lord is honored in.