In the midst of this interruption of ‘normal’ existence, despite the founded concerns and many necessary adjustments in light of them, I am finding this an incredible time of creativity, which thrives on rearrangement and reordering: precisely what is happening all around us. In some ways, if you can bear with the analogy, it is as if we are all now walking quite near the edge of a precipice: potentially dangerous–time to employ precautions–but oh! what a view.
It is so easy these days to refer absolutely anyone to that which is beyond our control: many have been awakened from a dream state that says ‘we humans are in control.’ What a ripe time to share the good news of the Cross and its confounding of pain, sin, shame, hopelessness despair to a doorway of hope and life eternal. The part of the church which has revolved around and relied upon merely human structures and certain cultural inclinations, and less on the Word or the Spirit, has been utterly shaken. May we freely, and gladly enter in to His vision of what it should look like now.
None of us has a corner on that vision: but the beautiful thing is that as we continue to walk in His light, He will reveal what we need to do, where we need to be, and when we need to be there. It will form the beautiful tapestry He alone sees the fullness of. Much like a symphony orchestra: each player playing their part without really seeing one another, just riveted on the music, and the conductor. The music is the Word: the conductor is the Holy Spirit.
May we humbly comply–and rejoice that our Creator loves to use each of us in our own unique way, to release a beautiful sound in this broken earth. I am so glad His devotion to us surpasses our greatest hopes, dreams and desires for joy, for peace, for life, for hope, for security in these days.
With thanks to Anton Dvorak for the symphony entitled as this post.