May 2, 2016

Uncommon - Verse of the Week


One of the girls I live with is South African, and to give you a visual reference she looks similar to Disney's Rapunzel. 
"You're so American!" 
She tells me this all the time - whether it be because of what I am wearing, a quirk that I have, or a story that I have told her. To her, I lived what the American movies portrayed as the "common" American life - I grew up in a small town, I was a cheerleader in high school and dated a football player, I did pageants for years, and I was a teacher. To most of you reading this, this isn't anything out of the ordinary. For her so much of what I just described was uncommon and out of the normal - because it wasn't the culture she grew up in.
Uncommon:: out of the ordinary; unusual
As a Christian I have always struggled with the whole idea of being common. You know, this idea of being in the world, but not of the world. We are meant to stand out, but blend in. We are meant to create change, but we are meant to be peaceful. 
When you become a Christian, in essence, you choose a new culture. You choose Kingdom culture over family culture, national culture, or world culture. You are meant to be different. We are meant to be uncommon. Yet, we don't want to be one of the super "spiro" people who are "so heavenly minded they are no earthly good," right?
Since becoming a Christian, this has always been one of my internal struggles - a struggle of what Kingdom culture looks like inside this world. 

Friday, I decided I am done toeing the line. I am done being politically correct. And, I am done worrying about offending people. I am done not praying for people's healing with them because I don't know how they will receive it. I am done not inviting someone to church because it might make them uncomfortable. I am done not being vocal about what I believe when it might cause offense. I am just done. 
There are a few radicals {:in the bad sense of the word:} that take an idea like this and run with it as an excuse to Bible bash people. Sadly, most of us take it the other way {:not pointing a finger anywhere except myself:}. We use it as an excuse to cower behind a rock about our Christianity and in turn choose world culture as our dominate culture and Kingdom Culture as secondary and only when it doesn't bump up against the rules of our first culture.
Kingdom culture is the culture I am choosing, and I am going to need Holy Spirit to do it. I am choosing to speak up when it is easier to be silent. I am choosing to pray for injustice when it seems a prayer isn't enough. I am choosing to step out in faith and pray for healing and then step back and watch the possibility of a miracle unfold. 
If there was a physical person attacking my friends or family you better be sure that this girl would go "backwoods West Virginia hood rat" on them. Now, I have just decided that the same goes for my friends and family in the spiritual world. 
What culture do you live in?
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1 comment:

  1. Talk about a convicting (to me) post! Time to get off the fence Sherry. I too need to be done and do. Thanks for letting God use your words.

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