I anticipated the students’ annoyance. In the classroom, I was prepared to perform the dual roles of devil’s advocate and referee. Though unsurprised by the response to the play’s ending, I still was secretly pleased that some members of the class had changed their minds. Their initial assessment about the central character had been challenged; however there was significant evidence that he had redeemed himself.
Something about being a CHRISTian gets my attention every day, especially this week. I am telling the world that I am Partnering with Jesus Christ who is my Pattern, Example, Savior, High Priest, and Coming LifeGiver.
Of course it also matters if He is a Distant Friend or an Ever-present Companion. And it also matters if He is my Constant Supplier of energy, hope, and joy—my Partner every moment of the day and night.
How does this all work?
In 2001, I co -led a group of 16 people on a mission trip to Kenya where, through the help of the Newbold College community, we financed and helped to build a church/ community centre. We finally arrived in Imbo, a village quite near to lake Victoria, after a tumultuous fourteen-hour drive. My first impressions of Kenya were idyllic. Zebras crossed the streets, beautifully made mud huts were asymmetrically situated and the sun beat down on the dusty roads. However, the reality of the situation was more complex than my first romantic musings.
“I tried to kill myself yesterday.” The words tumbled from the mouth of the young woman seated in front of me. I noticed skin staples and a reddened wound under the soiled dressing she removed from her left wrist. She continued tearfully, “I cut my wrist without thinking. I didn't want to live anymore. My father found out I was not paying the car insurance and was spending on marijuana and cigarettes and sodas.