My life seems like less of a continuum, where each detail holds an equal amount of significance as the last, and more of a timeline- punctuated by the big events that shaped me into who I am. When looking back on my life, and specifically my faith journey, I can point out a few “ah-ha” moments that have created a meaningful change. Those are the moments that I believed really defined me.
However, a few weeks back at church, a question was posed- “how many of you can recall every meal you’ve ever had? Not just the big fancy meals, or the best cheeseburger you’ve ever had. But every single meal.” What a strange question- obviously no one did.
So he continued, “None of us can remember every meal we’ve had. Yet those meals are what sustain us; they’re the reason why we’re hearing. Going to church works the same way… we aren’t going to remember every sermon. Sure, there will be some that really stick out to us. But the act of coming here every week, and listening to His word and being surrounded by our community- that is what sustains us.”
Now, I’m a big fan of metaphors so this really put things into perspective for me. For the past semester, I had been attending discipleship with my dear friend and mentor Taylor on a weekly basis. Each week, she asked me the same question, “how are you feeling spiritually?” At first, this question sent me into a panic because my week hadn’t had some defining moment. There was no monumental realization I had come to. But as the weeks rolled on, I began to pay more attention to the little things that I hadn’t thought twice about before.
This is where I really began to see God working in my life. It wasn’t in the sermons that brought me to my knees, or the worship sets that left tears streaming down my face (although in all fairness, that is pretty much all worship). Those times were meaningful, but it was during the in-between that I found Christ working in everything that I did. I realized that those moments were where I was truly shaped, and the more aware I became of the truths that He was speaking into my life, the more I was able to be purposeful about implementing them.
Deciding on an internship was no longer just about deciding what option was economically feasible; instead, it was about being taught that where God guides, He provides. Listening to others share their testimony was no longer just about feeling momentary happiness for them; it was about realizing the He truly pursues us wherever we are at.
In the back of my journal, I began recording those truths that became so evident in the week-in, week-out, mundane activities I experienced:
Where He guides, He provides.
He is present in everything we do.
He meets us wherever we are.
He is intentional.
He pursues us relentlessly.
He hates our sin, without hating us for causing it.
These were things that I knew logically before- but this semester, they went from abstract concepts to things I was actually experiencing every day. Over time, I’d like to elaborate a little more on each of these (be on the lookout for future posts!).
Right now, I’m incredibly grateful for “the in-between”. I’m grateful for a friend who pushed me to see the beauty in those moments, and helped me to become intentional with my faith. I’m grateful for quick sermons at church that opened my eyes. And above all else, I’m really grateful for a God who is always at work.