Wednesday, November 7, 2012

liberation & praise

the forty days of worship at davids tent has come to an end.

it has been a long month and a half, full of sleep adjustments, living with our marvelous moon rather than our sun, exploring a new city, finding the best burger and shake in all of dc, meeting beautiful people, hearing stories, learning new instruments, and endless nights full of praise to our poppa.

all of these things have shaped my life in a beautiful way. it's wild how six hours in a tent in the wee hours of the morning can impact you immensely.
i didn't have many expectations coming here, and i suppose it's because i didn't have much detail as to what exactly it was that i was going to be doing.

but it's when you're sitting in the low 30's weather, sick of peanut butter and jellies, sick of cold coffee, sick of the power going out, sick of the same songs being sang and the heat warmers failing your toes, that your heart gets stretched. 
you come to an end where you realize that it's not about your comforts. it's not about your surroundings. it's not about how many socks you have on or who is president. you come to the point where you realize your brokenness and desperation for your creator and his grace to fall upon you. and when it does, oh, how sweet it is. how sweet his tender adoration is for you. 
that he could love you, broken as you are, and see you as a complete, holy creature. and you are undone.

how could you not give him all of your worship with every breath you have?

and it's with this that i realize that no human is whole.
regardless of who is president, they will never be able to wholly, fully, and completely lead us into freedom.

a wonderful man name shane claiborne says this:

// Governments can do lots of things, but there are a lot of things they cannot do. A government can pass good laws, but no law can change a human heart. Only God can do that. A government can provide good housing, but folks can have a house without having a home. We can keep people breathing with good health care, but they still may not really be alive. The work of community, love, reconciliation, restoration is the work we cannot leave up to politicians. This is the work we are all called to do. We can’t wait on politicians to change the world. We can’t wait on governments to legislate love. And we don’t let policies define how we treat people; how we treat people shapes our policies. //

may God's love radically consume your heart and overflow onto the communities around us. may we be the hands and feet of jesus, bringing liberation and peace to every person we meet.
let us not wait.
let us sing praises from our lips as we dance about the streets.
for he is worthy.

it's been a delight dc.
now if you don't mind, i'll just be hopping on a train unto the mountains.
next stop, north carolina!
and then of to my beloved kona on the 13th.


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