Our (white people’s) willingness to engage in conversations about police brutality, systemic racism, and white supremacy now has many of even the most optimistic of our black friends wondering, “Why now?” For us, the last month has represented a watershed moment. For them, it’s another horrible reminder of the day-to-day realities of systemic racism.
Our friendship with this couple made me re-consider my whole concept of joy. Joy wasn’t acting happy even when things were difficult. Joy wasn’t the product of forced effort in spite of authentic feelings. There was something else to it.
I’m two weeks in to my life-rule experiment. Time for a check-in.
Recently, I’ve started to think of my discipleship in terms of two catch-all categories: formation and resistance.
A lack of perceived “success” in my ministry had hardened my heart. Thankfully, a big milestone in my home softened my heart this week.
Nothing could shake the feeling that something was just off with my life, my priorities, and my faith.
These authors and thinkers deserve credit for doing much of the heavy-lifting. If you find yourself resonating with my story, you would do well to explore their work, too.
Actually taking the step of inviting the Lord into a conversation about how you want to prioritize and organize your life is a terrible decision. All kinds of change follows.