The world is shaking. It always is, in one way or another. It is now, in particular ways. Virulent nationalism is on the rise. A wave of migration, largely of suffering peoples displaced by violence, is adding to a backlash. Climate change is placing another layer of complex strain on systems. Political conventions are stressed and distorted. We’re hearing rhetoric we thought we’d left far behind.
There’s no guarantee we’ll get out of this alive. Still, could it be that even these dire circumstances are like fire through which we must pass toward something better? I’ll admit that my faith in such a perspective is shaken. Yet I still have to believe that God is even in this mess. That somehow in the midst of what’s shaken, something is also being stirred, in our institutions, in the church, in our hearts. The author of Hebrews observes that in the shaking of creation, “we are receiving a kingdom that cannot be shaken,” which is cause for thanks (Heb. 12). Apparently God is a God of Big Things, including frightening, earth-shaking cataclysm.
I’m not there yet, but it offers some hope. In any case, we’re in it together. As we like to say, “The Reedville Church: Hope Here.”