Awaking to reality.
‘The hour has already come for you to wake up from your slumber, because our salvation is nearer now than when we first believed. The night is nearly over; the day is almost here. So let us put aside the deeds of darkness and put on the armour of light.’ Roman’s 14:11-12
I’m sure many of you have seen various reflections circling regarding the year of 2020. There were fires, waking us to the climate crisis. Then there was Covid (and still is despite the lifting of restrictions) shaking us all on a mass scale. Paired with this was an individual shaking in regards to our own vulnerabilities or stories of family members suffering. And now we are seeing the world be completely stunned and awoken to the reality of racism despite years and years of pleading.
If I’m honest the past few months have been ones of questions. I know and trust God to be good but this year’s events have opened my eyes more than ever and lead me to real places of lament over our broken world. I’m finding it harder to worship with songs and instead have been seeking wisdom in scriptures and praying the words of the psalms.
Today I finally realised something.
If Jesus were to come tomorrow, what would I honestly feel?
I am a white, middle class, british citizen. I have never really been in need. I may have had my hardships and struggled with mental health or the loss of loved ones but let’s face it – up until now it’s been graceful, plain sailing and adventurous. So adventurous that my contentment has weakened the hope I have and yearn for.
If jesus were to come tomorrow, what would you honestly feel?
I was shocked and so convicted to think that selfishly there would be an element of ‘but jesus I am enjoying this life’ or a ‘but I havent even finished ‘…’ yet. It’s a ‘hooray jesus will come but let’s hope its once I’m old and grey because I want to live my life on earth.’
What about those who are fighting pain daily? Those in poverty, threatened by climate change, with ill-health, suffering from oppression…
In my privilege, I regularly forget the need to pray and intercede for justice. To pray and yearn not just for change and love and peace, but for Jesus to come again just as he has promised. To yearn and hope for the day that he will wipe every tear and remove injustice completely.
This world is broken. We have to face up to that and yearn for Jesus. Yes we worship too. Yes we have gratitude for the blessings and privileges we’ve been granted. All of these things are good. But let us not forget the hope that we profess, instead allowing it to motivate us into action against injustice (spiritual and physical) and to share a radical selfless love beyond all compare.
‘Let us hold resolutely to the hope we profess for he who promised is faithful. And let us consider how to spur one another on to love and good deeds’ Hebrews 10:23
‘He will wipe away every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain for the old order of things has passed away.’ Revelation 21:4
On a similar topic, I wrote a post during the time of the Manchester bombings that goes into more detail regarding how to pray, what to pray and why we pray when things go wrong. Read it here.
* This post is an honest personal reflection, looking at the whole of 2020 so far, including the current anti-racism movement. I do not claim to understand everything nor am I trying to make bold claims about current issues in the media. Please read with this in mind. I wish to stand for justice and never intend to overstep or mis-educate. I understand that I cannot fully understand so please, read with grace.