Abba, I will stay focused here for 15-18 minutes. My ADHD may make that a little challenging, but nevertheless, I will remain on this site from 12:32 p.m. until 12:47-12:50 p.m. :)
A lot of what I have been pondering in my devotional time and in the current sociopolitical landscape of the USA/evangelical Christianity is the recalcitrance of Your people--even those people who appear to be devoted, devout, and dedicated to You. How do they, and we, fail to get Who You are and what Your heart's desires are? I know how desperately wicked and deceptive my own heart is. It makes it hard for me to trust that some of my thoughts, attitudes, and conclusions are validly from Your mind. A posture of humility and submission to Your correction is essential and so rare. Do I take pride in my obedience? Yeah, sometimes. I have grown up (thank you, Rick Anderson, and the Enneagram Style 2) valuing positive feedback as a fundamental part of my self-esteem. It has served me in many good ways, but it has also misled me in some important life paths. The only positive feedback I really need is Yours. This year has reinforced that lesson with some pain and a great deal of reconsideration of what matters to me. And also what matters to You.
I know that You love me deeply and unconditionally, which brings me immense (may I even say "eternal"?) comfort. I also know, dialectically, that I am deeply flawed and ugly in spirit--"poor in spirit," perhaps. Reconciling these two absolute truths into a dialectic is a challenge and a wonderful mystery.
But I digress. Or do I?
I started by acknowledging that the human heart, whether others' or mine, is desperately wicked and prone to wander. Why I pray for this country's repentance is a conundrum. I know that there is great evil afoot, particularly in Republicanism and evangelical Christianity, and I also know that the opposite party focuses way too much on human goodness, freedom, and self-reliance rather than on repentance and dependence on You. Integrating these realizations for the purpose of good citizenship is challenging. This challenge brings me back to the truth that I am not only, and far from most importantly, a citizen of this country but even more so a citizen of Heaven. I miss my home, though I have never been there! "I can only imagine...."
Time to move on with the day, Abba. I am crying, of course. Any time I connect with You I can't seem to help it. I love You so much and still not enough! Amen.PS Safety for Amy's flight home from Mexico, please?