Here is where my struggle began. When I took a second job at Super 1 to pay off my school loans I saw things that I didn't expect. I was working the late shift from about 5-11pm about 4 or 5 days a week. I have been working as the Media Director for Trinity UMC for a number of years by this point. At night at Super 1 I saw a whole new slice of the community of Ruston that I didn't know existed. At Trinity most everyone looked and talked like me. At Super 1 I saw more Hispanic, Asian, African Americans come through my check out line than come through the doors of Trinity. I saw person after person come though using food stamps or on the WIC program to get milk and cheese and other basic needs. Here were people in my community that were in need that I had no idea they were hurting. It was a difficult contrast to come back to church each Sunday and see who we were and then during the week see those in need and wonder if we in the church were even aware of these other people.

It is a great, well written book. Each chapter has 3 components: 1. a fictional narrative of two people going to church and living in suburbia and being challenged by seeing the need for justice surrounding them. It follows this family as they step into the journey of living a life of justice. 2. Non fiction teaching and thinking section. 3. Then each chapter closes with a devotional reflection by a "popular" author or thinker reflecting on the chapter.
So now I am processing everything from why doesn't my family recycle to us being more responsible for not wasting water in my home. Then to look at my neighborhood make sure I just don't come home from work and shut the garage door and isolate myself from others. To seeing that there are hungry and needy in my community and cooperating with God in the things he is doing to meet those needs.
I am finding it hard to articulate what is happening. Jill has always had a heart for missions and I have felt like I was the one slow to catch that passion. I guess my thinking was: "I work in a church, I'm in a great small group, we serve doing stuff every now and then." Now I see mission all around me and I feel restless, but a good kind of restless. I am seeing the world different. I want to be joining deeper in what God is at work doing.
I feel like I have started a journey and it feels like I'm on the right path, but I can't tell you besides maybe a couple of steps out where we are going or what it looks like.
1 comment:
That's awesome, Steve! We have felt pretty restless too. The challenge is figuring out how to get plugged in so that you *really* make a difference in those lives that *really* need our (actually God's) help. It sounds like you've got some great ideas of how you can do this in your neighborhood! Our plan is being foster care parents. If we all come at it in different ways, maybe we can shine God's light in *all* the dark and needy places....
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