The values I hold are in stark difference to the values of #45. His rhetoric and language disgusts me. His words hurt people that I love. And his policies further oppress the poor. But I also understand this: he is my president. I will still pay my taxes at the end of this year, and I will continue to honor the office he holds. Truthfully, in the last year I have done a sucky job praying for him. In fact, I’ve spent more time hoping he would somehow be removed from office than actually praying for him and his well-being. But that’s not the way of Jesus and it pains me today to admit that.
The truth of the matter is, my faith and trust in Jesus has only strengthened since the election. It’s lifted my eyes from a false security in the empire to a more sure footing on the security found only in my Savior.
While these may seem merely random thoughts, they could be loosely tied together with the lyrics of this song.
Ultimately I serve another King, the only King that lasts forever. The King that was never created and will never go away, the King that cannot be elected and will never be impeached.
May we go to church this weekend exalting our King higher than our flag, our Jesus greater than our Pledge, and the Spirit more fully than our freedoms.
And just as importantly, may we love and respect those worshipping on either side of us with very different viewpoints.
I’ve been reading through Shane Claiborne‘s book “The Irresistible Revolution”. Nearly every page has something that challenges and hurts to read, in a good way. This was from my reading today:
“So I did a little survey, probing Christians about their (mis)conceptions of Jesus. It was fun just to see how many people think Jesus loved homosexuals or ate kosher. But I learned a striking thing from the survey. I asked participants who claimed to be ‘strong followers of Jesus’ whether Jesus spent time with the poor. Nearly 80 percent said yes. Later in the survey, I sneaked in another question. I asked this same group of strong followers whether they spent time with the poor, and less than 2 percent said they did. I learned a powerful lesson: We can admire and worship Jesus without doing what he did. We can applaud what he preached and stood for without caring about the same things. We can adore his cross without taking up ours. I had come to see that the great tragedy in the church is not that rich Christians do not care about the poor but that rich Christians do not know the poor. … I truly believe that when the poor meet the rich, riches will have no meaning. And when the rich meet the poor, we will see poverty come to an end.”
some people very close to me are journeying through some very difficult times right now.
many times it’s in the darkest moments when God raises up the artist to speak in space when words don’t come.
our church just started singing this song by brenton brown. I love the videography here and how it shows that while the waves don’t always go away, our trust in Him can remain steadfast.