As you may already know, I am weeks behind on the Relationship Goals Reloaded sermon series at Transformation Church.
Today I watched week 6, the one just after the George Floyd killing..
It was a throwback sermon where he preached on Racial Reconciliation. The entire sermon was good but there was one part where he talked about Jesus’s interaction with the Samaritan woman in John 4. That one interaction changed her perception on an entire race. It made her run back to the city to tell everyone who would listen what she had learned and recieved.
It made me think back to a few weeks ago. One of my high school classmates, she lives in Alabama now, talked about how when she recently suffered a miscarriage and was in the hospital alone, it was a black man who comforted her when her husband couldn’t be there with her due to covid-19. She talked about how she couldn’t just go about her normal schedule after that man who didn’t even know her had taken the time to encourage her. She talked about how that interaction caused her to look at the murder of George Floyd differently and more. I commented on her status thanking her for her words, and she told me something that completely floored me when I thought back on it.
She told me that I was actually her first interaction with a black person and she thanked me for being so kind. I was completely humbled. I know for most, if not all of my classmates in high school this was true, but it was jarring to be reminded of this fact. All I could respond with was I was glad that I made a good impression, while simultaneously thanking God inside my head for that fact.
The realization that my interaction with my classmates and teachers was and is a factor in their current perception of black people is a blessing but also a big responsibility. All I can be is grateful that my parents taught us to see people as people. So my response to everyone was based on my upbringing more often than their response to me. Granted there were a couple of individuals that I responded to based on them, but no one is perfect. Least of all me.
It makes me think of how a lot of times God places you in situations where you’re overwhelmed and you don’t have anything to draw from except Him. At least this has been my experience, and I am forever grateful that He does. Even when it feels like He just dropped me in the middle of the ocean knowing I can’t swim. Especially then. It’s because of these situations, I am a much better Christian than I should be. I am better person than I should be. And my maturity in my walk with Christ is a lot farther than it should be. Without them I would not be the woman I am today. The Christ follower I am today.
I pray that I keep trusting God to write my story and direct my paths because with Him I can bridge gaps. The impact I make is way bigger with God, than any impact I can make on my own. Thank you Abba for all you’ve done in me and through me and for all you’re doing. I can’t do this life alone. Thank you for being with me at every moment.
What about you? Have you ever been in a situation that feels completely overwhelming but you know God did it for a reason? How did it feel? How did you respond? Did your response affect the person you are today in a good way or bad? I’d love to hear your response. 💜💛💜💛
Playlist
• You carry me by Moriah Peters
• The proof of your Love by for king and country
