The awakening has started, there’s no denying it. The drowsy are stirring, the young are rising, and the resistance is forming.
I saw it in the streets of Portland, when thousands banded together to mourn and grieve the recent election. I saw it when local high school students participated in an organized walk out, trying to make sense of what their future would look like. I finally gave into the anguish of my spirit, and joined forces with 135,000 others and marched down the streets of Seattle, singing freedom songs and dreaming of a better day.
The art of resistance is exciting … at first. Fire runs through your bones, anger turns into fuel, and you believe your passion and grit alone can change the course of the world. But the honeymoon period always ends. Resistance fatigue can set in. The young and inexperienced ones will tire quickly, and God forbid, might let go. I should know; I’ve been there.
We need a new level of attention and stamina so our fire won’t dim. If our roots aren’t deep and we’re not planted near the river of life, we won’t be able to grow strong and nourish the future generations.
While it’s important to dream like a foolish romantic, it’s also important to strategize like a seasoned warrior. It’s critical to seek out those who went before us, listen to their stories, and heed their advice. It’s crucial we look for the warning signs, find rhythms of rest and restoration, and pace ourselves.
After all, the strategic pursuit of justice is biblical. Jesus’ work as a peacemaker and lifegiver followed a strict pattern of solitude, community, and then service/ministry. This rhythm, which he followed throughout his ministry, was his strategy to sustain his work, a tool to ensure he was using his full, divine potential, and an important lesson for his disciples.
His movements weren’t careless, they were careful and thought out. He spoke encouragement and life to those he sent out. He became the refuge for those who were tired. Jesus sustained his rhythms so he could sustain us.
As a new season begins, we need the energizers to rise with the peacemakers. We need the healers to rise with the lovers. We need the prophets to rise with the warriors.
We can’t seek the Kingdom of God without each other. We can’t take care of the widows and orphans alone. We need each other.
In this new chapter where many are awakening and rising, here’s my prayer and my hope: