In a video produced for my ministry, a parent described the LLH as the intersection of love and excellence. We really like that description, because it captures two of our most important values. We love our students and we are excellent at trying to figure out what makes them tick.
I feel like my life lately is an intersection of reality and ridiculous. I’ve been becoming increasingly cranky at others [read: Christians] who aren’t living in reality (based on my own cynical observations). I could cite specific examples and point fingers, but that’s rude and I’m trying to not be unnecessarily rude. Suffice it to say I’m tired of watching people living oblivious to the harsh realities in the world around them. I’m tired of hearing about how it’s obvious Jesus is coming soon, reading an announcement in the church bulletin about how you shouldn’t pick up plastic bottles from your yard because kids put drano and foil in them and they’ll explode and look Snopes says it’s true (except it actually only happened once in New York two years ago), and putting up with other crazy things that put peoples’ focus off of things that are actually happening and actually matter. And yes, I know the thing about plastic bottles was a specific example, but it was just so annoying that I couldn’t help it. Yes, that was a real thing that happened yesterday.
I just want to stand up in church or wherever I encounter this behavior and shout about all that’s happening in the world. Don’t you know that thousands of people are dying in Syria? That war might be brewing again in Sudan? What are we doing to contribute positively to race relations in Tulsa? Don’t you know that Jesus cares more about loving my students and their families then he does about worrying about his return? Don’t you know I’m dealing with real people and real problems, not imaginary plastic bottle bombs?
There has to be a middle. I don’t expect everyone to jump up and follow me to my ministry. And I don’t think shouting will help anyone but me. But I don’t know how to or even if I should bother encouraging people in my world to engage with reality and put aside this time-wasting.
I don’t the answer, but until an acceptable one appears, I have things to do. Because remember, my life is an intersection of reality and ridiculous.
Today’s reality? One of my students is having a shunt revision. His mom says this is a surgery he has had before, but still, it’s his brain. I feel like it’s a big deal. I really need him to be fine. So I pray.
Today’s ridiculous? We kind of need OneOk’s stock to go up in the next few weeks. Someone gave my ministry a lot of it, and the higher the price, the more money we can have for our new building. In addition to this miracle stock donation, we need another 3-5 million by May 25th so we can expand and serve more kids and teach more people how to do what we do. So I pray.
When I focus on my reality and ridiculous, the other insanity fades to the back. Because I don’t have time to waste being annoyed at insanity. I have a kid in surgery and stock to go up. There’s a lot to pray about and a lot to have faith about, whether or not anyone else picks up on this ridiculous reality.
Should we be surprised by any of this?
“We, as God’s people haven’t been tending the garden. Are we now to register surprise or be aghast that there are weeds growing everywhere? If you have a tendency to blame Satan for all of this, let me remind you that in a fallen world, this all happens naturally. If we continue to hide the light under the bushel basket, do we have any right to complain of the darkness in the house? If we fail to be salt in the culture, can we gripe about it rotting?” – Dr. Del Tackett
My spot of encouragement is this: stay prudent on being hopeful and joyous. We can’t control other people but we can live our best by continuing in God’s grace and loving people for who they are and not what they do, just as He has always done.
Yeah, I’m not surprised, just perpetually disappointed.
I really like that quote–I love hearing from people who don’t automatically blame Satan. Sometimes (if not most of the time) its our fallen selves who are causing the problem, not some otherwordly force that we can blame our problems on.
Thanks for the encouraging words!
I’m praying for your kid in surgery–and your stocks. Hang tight, my friend. 🙂