Sunday, February 17, 2013
Sunday Afternoon Tea
Our most important choice, of course, is at the core of everything we do. Do we believe Jesus is who He says He is?
Is Jesus truly the Son of God or is He... as Lewis says is the only other option... a liar and a lunatic?
I believe He is Son of God, Savior, Messiah... and my choices should reflect this decision.
But I wonder sometimes if our lives are separated too much by what we consider "lived for Him" and our "everyday life"... the secular and the sacred?
Oh, there are definitely times... when I have sat in a great Cathedral, spent time in prayer, or listened to glorious music... that I have truly known that spiritual experience of the Sacred... but what about the everyday?
Is it less sacred to raise my own children as Christ followers than it is to teach Sunday School? Is it more sacred to work full time in a ministry than to get up each morning knowing the day will be busy, fix breakfast, change diapers, walk the dog, dry the tears on a small child's face, listen to a teenager, and as our husband shares the challenges of his day?
Should I be disappointed my son designs apps for computers and smart phones rather than working as a missionary? That he works for a Christian and is a Christian in a secular field where few people know the Lord?
I don't think so.
Recently my daughter called to share a paragraph from a book she was reading, words which caused me to cringe. The author was putting down a Christian student because he found her choice of profession to be anti-Christian.
So... what was her choice? A cocktail waitress? A professional poker player? Perhaps a nurse for Planned Parenthood? No, she would be working in the environmental sciences.
Of course, Stephanie knew what I would say already.
Who is to be Salt and Light if the Christian doesn't enter that profession? What about the Christian influence in the media (and God only knows how much we could use that today)? What about the Christian doctor, lawyer, candlestick maker?
Schaeffer... all the way back to circa' 1970's... warned from the pulpits of America as well as the mountains of Switzerland, if the Church continues to tell their young people it is more spiritual to be a missionary than to work in politics, the media, medicine, law, movies, etc., then the Church will no longer be an influence in society and the result will be the secularization of the Culture.
Which is exactly what has occurred.
Now, I am not saying there is no true spiritual calling to a full time Christian service... missionary, pastor, priest, teacher, musician, etc.
Having worked as both paid and volunteer staff in churches, I am well aware of what is required of people in those positions. They must be called from God to walk in the demands of full time Christian service.
But by differentiating that one calling is spiritual and the other is not... that serving God as a pastor is sacred but serving Him as a mayor is not... is how we lost the culture. We were called to be The Salt of the Earth and The City on a Hill and The Light in the Darkness.
If our light is only within the confines of the four walls of a building, the secular will not know the influence of the sacred.
If God calls a young Christian to work in a "secular" position, He will equip that person with all that is necessary to be that Salt and Light in the midst of those who do not know Him. As mothers, fathers, aunts, uncles, siblings, and friends... we also have a call to keep such young people in prayer as they are surrounded by those who do not share their morals and faith.
As for those of us who are homemakers... like Brother Lawrence, I feel His presence in my kitchen. I feel the Sacred as the snow is falling outside and an apron is wrapped around my waist, the bread is baking, and the soup is simmering.
In the month of June, I feel the Sacred when I weed the garden and the pole beans are sprouting buds, the lettuce is ready to cut, and my herbs are attracting butterflies and bees.
How can one not feel the Sacred in the most ordinary of days?
I know we will experience the Sacredness of dining at the Wedding Feast of the Lamb... but can we also feel the Sacred Presence when we gather around the table here in the Shadowlands?
Which leaves one still more to ponder...
Picture: Her Office, allposters.com