It’s not surprising that I’m conservative in my thinking, belief, and morals. I didn’t arrive at my conserstiveism in the logical, typical manner. I didn’t grow up rich and blindly adopt my parent’s religious and political philosophy. #1) My parents were not rich – both worked HARD for every single penny. #2) My FIRST inclination – no matter what- has always been to ask WHY??? As I’ve alluded to in previous writings, and if you know me, you know I grew up in a Christian home, with Christian parents, church on Sunday morning and night, Wednesday night, church youth group on Thursday and Saturday. In between all my church activities, I attended private Christian schools from Kindergarten to grade 12, AND 5 years of college. I was NEVER taught anything remotely resembling a liberal thought except from a distant family member from an overheard conversation on a rare occasion.
The Christian community in which my parents decided to shelter their kids, many viewed it the same as a monastery carved out of a 15,000ft mountain of stone, isolated from any semblance of the real world in which God commanded His children to live among the world and be CHRISTIANS – aka “Little Christ” examples – and to be a “light on a hill.” As you can imagine, individual thought or challenging questions were NOT… 1- normal, 2- encouraged, 3- were sometimes quasi punished. So, in this sheltered community, when someone like me comes along and seems to be born with the anomaly “question everything” gene – things tend to get dicey.
My senior year in college… actually, I think it was my 2nd senior year – don’t judge… I graduated – I found a masters program for which I wanted to apply. I had to get a reference letter from my Chancellor **HEAD PROTESTANT MONK** in order to complete my application. UGH! So I made the appointment with his Secretary. At the “Audience” with the Head “P” Monk, I sat down with my list of answers to every anticipated question… except THIS question… BOOM: “Why would you want to go to a school where the President of the University has a beard?” (Our Chancellor **seriously** thought facial hair a sin🙄.) I was feeling overwhelmingly incredulous while trying to keep my cool. The ONLY (appropriate) answer I could allow escape my mouth was: “if Jesus had a beard – and we know He did because they PULLED it out – then I think Dr. “Soandso” can have a beard. I also think a man’s facial hair, or lack thereof, is a trivial way to judge a WHOLE university, and I would find it highly disturbing if you denied me the opportunity to further my education based on such a transitory issue as hair on one’s face rather than the University’s fundamental biblical doctrinal and theological beliefs.” He wrote the letter of recommendation. I didnt go.
Circumstances got complicated. Life got blazingly different. I moved all over the country working for several airlines. It was the 1980’s and the airlines found themselves newly post-deregulation. Yay? Sure – IF you were the owners – Frank Lorenzo or Carl Ican – HECK YES… said their wives😖!!! Anyone else, no! Between the two, they took down 10(?) airlines in the name of “merger”, “acquisition”, and/or “consolidation.” Bottom line – those two men are the BASIC and broad reason traveling by plane now sucks… the top line reason?… Mama-Pete Buttigieg. During this “season” in my life, I questioned the traditional political view points from my growing-up and, true to form, asked a BAZILLION questions of the people with whom I worked. I listened. I read. I watched TV. I read more. It was an extremely fast-paced, confusing time. Going from the monastery to the mean-streets… day and night!
I moved from Chattanooga to – St. Louis, Denver, Rochester (MN), Baltimore, NYC, back to Baltimore – from the 1980’s until December 1990. That grew me UP! AND – It all ended with a horrible, on the job accident that is still with me today, and will never leave me. But WAS it the airline OR the moving around OR the accident?
In my college years, while I was at my protestant “monastery” (definition: “Complex of buildings comprising the domestic quarters and workplace(s) of monks or nuns” *thats about right), I took my relationship with God seriously and decided to learn as much as possible about HIM – His TRUE nature – in order to get closer to Him. When you make those decisions, along with your personal communion with God, He sends people to you who are searching the same and who are also well versed and knowledgeable to aid in mutual growth. And He did! There were SO many men and women who were just as hungry to REALLY know God and His nature intimately, and absolutely LOVED sharing all they learned. It was a great immersion of like desire to experience God as intimately as possible.
Here is the sad part. I moved away physically from Chattanooga and poetically away from God at the same time. I’m now close to 62 and think I have EVERY right to make declarations. I’ve experienced ALL of life (minus my death): youth’s ups and downs, heartache, goals achieved and lost, good and bad health, faced death with cancer diagnosis – AND won!, chronic pain, true love of a dedicated spouse, birth of our baby, death of loved ones, living on beans and rice, being a grandmother, and I could go on and on. The point?
Relationship with God IS intentional. As is mine. The more active you are the sweeter it gets. Sweet? Does that mean easy, pain free? Who makes honey? Yep – bees. Get near the honey – bees will sting you. Aside from anaphylaxis shock, once you get passed the bees and their stingers – sweet sweet honey! Knowing God is rich with deep-soul-JOY!!! Not worldly giddy laughter. Deep down to your toes joy and peace ONLY THE Eternal God and a relationship with Him brings.
Look at whats happening all around the world. Look at what’s happening HERE – in OUR cities!:There’s no joy. No peace. Fear is palpable. But not IN those who are God’s children. If you ARE God’s child – REJOICE!!!! then… GET TO WORK! You know your commission!!! If you’re NOT God’s child – WHY? What are you waiting on!!? It will NEVER get better! God loves you beyond what you could EVER imagine!
“Listen, my beloved brethren: did not God choose the poor of this world to be rich in faith and heirs of the kingdom which He promised to those who love Him?”
James 2:5 NASB1995.
“But God, bring rich in mercy, because of His great love with which He loved us.” Ephesians 2:4
“For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believes in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.” John 3:16