Life of Worship

As the World crashes and burns around us, I found something last night. The light.

Well I did not find it! Let me help you to understand what I am trying to tell you.

Odd how I can get caught up in the race, and that it slips my mind that they are there. People living lives of worship.

I am not talking about religion, but culture. Some people go to church, confess their sins, and continue on with their lives all week not trying to be the best that they can be, and return again on Sunday. We all are only human.

So last night I was surrounded by people that's culture is devout, and shows through clothing and habitual practices that they are doing their best to live a life of worship, gratitude, and love.

I was invited to join a Birthday Party. It was a gathering of mostly Mennonites. The young man was turning 26. I was surrounded by young mothers, 24 with 2 children; newly weds that were 19 years old. There was not an F Bomb to be dropped.

I was raised to be faster, smarter, stronger, more was never wrong. Career, money, power. People that know me, know that the programming did not work that well, and under the programming there is a strong base of a life of worship. Just put out to the world in a different fashion. Many of us have this and it looks different for all of us. These devoute Menonites sparked an awaking of old knowledge, because with these people it was very obvious.

I left there last night relieved to know that I am not alone, and was grateful to be able to see our similarities rather than our differences, and they allowed that, and it was a gift.

Don't get me wrong, you could not offer me a million dollars to be a woman in that community. I would not fit well, but to be able to dance around the edges was a healthy reminder, that although Trump has said that it is ok that Saudi Arabia's Crown Prince murdered a world renowned journalist, and Brexit is close to being finalized, which could be the beginning of the end to an organization formed to protect the world from the next Hitler, and the 100's of other things that hide in the dark and bump in the night that are going on around our world; there is still love, there is still peace and there is still truth for many. It looks very different what these things would look like for me but they aloud me to just be, and be with them and it was lovely.

None of us are perfect, and we are, I hope all striving, towards the best parts of self. I felt the best part of myself last night.

I am grateful today to be welcomed and to be able to be a part of that family, if only for a moment. Honored to share a day of celebration, recognizing when the world changed for that mother and father. Recognizing the day their son was born. And young man, may the work and worship you do and give to the world, be returned to you with the gifts of priceless worth, love, family, and peace.

Thank You.