Do you
remember the presidential election of 1964? It was the November of doom for me.
Strong Republicans, my parents were eager for Barry Goldwater to triumph. I was
in junior high school and unable to figure out how adults sorted through all
the complications of politics. I simply jumped on the same bandwagon. My school binder proudly proclaimed: AU + H2O
(the chemical formula for gold + water).
I couldn’t wait for the election and
the coverage of the vote. It was different then than it is now! By bedtime, the
winner was still unknown, but I was confident.
When I woke up, I was excited, sure
that AU + H2O had won! As I came into
the kitchen that morning, my hopes were dashed—not by an announcement but by my
mother’s silence. With the defeat came fear. Somehow, whether gradually or
cataclysmically, my life would be ruined, and I could never actualize my
dreams.
This week I thought about that
election as we experienced the election of 2012, and I realized how much I learned
from that election of decades ago. Life
went on, I grew up, and I lived in a country where I have seen many of my
dreams come true.
That isn’t to say that every
election hasn’t had an effect on our culture or to say that there are trends in
our country that don’t make me sad. It is to say that when I woke up on
Wednesday, God was already at work, directing my thoughts.
What kind of fruit is the Vine producing in your life? |
My computer
at work has a luscious photo of concord grapes, beautiful enough to almost
taste. While wishing I could sample those
grapes, I’ve also been reading The True
Vine by Andrew Murray. Many times in
my life I’ve tried to rev up my faith, produce fruit on my own. Have you? It
doesn’t work. Instead, as Murray says, the vine, Jesus Christ, is the one who
works through the branches—his people-- to produce the fruit.
As odd as it may seem, grapes and
the election came together for me this week. As I experienced the campaigning
and then the election itself I was concerned and disturbed for our country.
Yet, in recalling that election of my youth, and remembering the work of the Vine
in my life, I rested. The fruit the Vine developed in my life was peace, and
that was because I looked beyond what is earthly to the focal point of my
life—Christ.
In Disney’s Finding Nemo, Dory says throughout the movie, “Just keep swimming.”
In a way that’s not a bad thought. If you don’t get up and move, every day,
you’ll obviously be in bed all day. But looking to the Vine—Christ—goes beyond
a just-get-up-everyday philosophy. I
prefer to edit Dory by saying: “Just keep looking, just keep looking, and just
keep looking at Christ.” That’s transformational.
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