‘Thy will be done’ is no longer a kind of resignation to what may happen. Properly understood, it becomes a cry for what God intends for us, for human beings to be realized in this community, and the life of the ones who make themselves vulnerable enough to pray it. – Don E. Saliers
This election has had my stomach in knots. From the borderline harassment of friends “in Christ” who tag me in Facebook posts in support of their chosen candidate, to the barrage of negativity that’s followed the campaign trail from the beginning, I’ve never been more tense about an election. I don’t have to tell you it’s been horrible. You already know that.
This isn’t a post about how I’ll vote on Tuesday. And it certainly isn’t a post to sway your choice one way or the other. This is a post to remind you to keep on living … no matter what happens on Tuesday – because that’s what God’s people do. The people of ‘the way’ – you and me – we keep pressing on. Our faith tells us to respond to the struggle with hope.
This is a post about how I’m learning to express my holy resistance as life – how I make my prayers real by living.
In the middle of the mess I’ve managed to take my littles to the playground.
I’ve explored the creation of liturgy and watched the meditative movement of my daughter as she counted rows of pews at my field-ed site.
I’ve immersed and found myself in the history of the church. I made chocolate chip cookies.
I’ve choreographed whole dances in my head while enjoying the musical gifting of Ruth Cunningham. Most weekends I’ve made it my business to get my tribe to a healing space for a little family saving Sabbath.
and we’re looking up … always looking up. Check out the ceiling at The House of the Redeemer.
The point is, we’re living. I expect we’ll do more of the same no matter the outcome on Tuesday.
This election has forced me to be intentional about my surrender to the “thy will be done” moments of life.
There are many and this is one.
It doesn’t mean I won’t vote. I look forward to casting my ballot – to staking my claim in a future I can believe in. It’s too important not to. But I’ll exercise my right to take part in the process without worrying. I’ll add my voice to the cry for kingdom come believing it’s already done – that justice, love, and peace are born and reborn – the fruit of our endless prayer.
Thy will be done. In Jesus name.
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