Just another 90’s kid who thinks every picture is better in black and white.
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The idol of independence, means not believing that we are interconnected, that what you and I do, say, buy effects others in the world. That there isn’t something that binds us together. That I am in this life on my own. It’s saying, I don’t like a mask, I don’t need a mask, I won’t wear a mask. Because the idol of independence has made living and mask wearing all about me.
But the world has changed around us. And it’s not that God doesn’t show up anymore, it’s that maybe we can’t show up like we want. And other people aren’t showing up like we want. And even if we could get back to what we know, something will be missing. When we can go back and meet together again, can we sing together? Can we have communion? Can we have coffee hour? How do we share peace if we are 6 ft apart? And that all only matters when it’s safe to gather. Which isn’t today. Maybe, like the disciples, we’re staring at the sky, hoping for things to be as they had once been.
But we did. The church survived the persecution, its own splintering, its failure to live into the mission. Again and again the Spirit comes as advocate, as counselor, as vision giver, as encouragement and one who walks along, to bring us life, to renew life, to offer courage, to remind us again and again that this moment is not the end.
Church, this moment is not the end.
