So we had hoped that this fall would be a time for . . . what? Reengagement? Renewal? Refreshment? But we find ourselves going into the fall with apprehension instead. And some grief. We long to take things for granted the way we used to — like singing together or drinking coffee.  

This time is asking for new ways to do ministry and to engage with one another. I love being creative, but I also find I have to pitch a little fit with God before I can get back to the drawing board. “I don’t want to do it this way. I liked the old way. The old way worked.” God listens, and the Spirit whispers, “When you’re ready . . .”

The tantrum is honest and may be necessary. I need to get it out of my system in order to face reality and meet the circumstances with a faithful prayer, “Lord, I need you. Please give inspiration. Your people need you. I will only follow if you promise to lead.”

I think of Esther.

I think of Moses.

I think of all the faithful who didn’t want to do the thing that God was calling them to, but they did it anyway because it was faithful.

We get to — have to — “do church” in a different way. The times require it. What has not changed nor will ever change is that God promises to lead. The gift of this time can be a renewed, deeper spiritual life because we can’t throw anything on autopilot; we are forced to look to God for sustenance and inspiration. Of course, this should always have been how we operate, but in these times, it is the only way to function. It is a gift that we unwrap on the daily. It is a gift of these times.

Robin Miller Currás