1 Peter 5:2 makes me melt 😭
Each week, I'm picking one of the many posts shared on social media - to dig a little deeper. Sometimes I can convey everything I want to in a caption, but more often than not there is a bigger, grander story behind it all.
Such is the case this week.
About seven years ago, before my back injury, I was a short distance runner. I wasn't a good runner. I wasn't a runner who liked running. In fact, running was actually destroying my precious, hyper-mobile joints. But I needed the rush. Endorphins have long-regulated what I've now recognized as a lifelong internal battle with depression.
About depression for a moment. As a Christian, I believe many of us have a relationship with the darkness. For some of us it's absolutely physiological. For others, it's spiritual. For me, it's both. I've lived my entire life with disease. I also know I'm not home yet, and for as long as I'm alive "there will be troubles" to quote my Jesus. So, in a time and place seven years ago when I wanted the troubles to end, running was as essential to life as air.
It was on one of these runs that I heard - loud and clear - my call. Screaming through my earbuds was "Rocky Ground" by Bruce, one of my most favorite artists of all time (I love the way he tells a story). And the lyrics literally stopped me in my tracks. Specifically, it was one line:
Find your flock, get them to higher ground.
You were chosen for an assignment. Did you know that? You were made with intent! And so was I.
Even though it wasn't until some time later that I realized 1 Peter 5:2 had the same message, I knew this one line was my assignment. I was made to be with my flock, and lead them to higher ground.
Interestingly, until I had my Wild child - I thought that my flock was just other mom's with postpartum struggles. I had no idea my flock would be every single person on my path - my family, friends, friends' kids, acquaintances, colleagues. I would minister to them all. And reflecting on that now is both so dang exciting to me, and absolutely terrifying at the same time.
Let me pause for a moment here. Who is your flock? Who are you being called to lead to higher ground? As I've been digging into what it means to have a larger-than-life calling, I've realized we all have larger-than-our-life callings. But the callings are so big only because we aren't meant to do them alone.
What does that mean to you?
Are you caring for your flock(s) well?
If not, who can encourage you? How can I encourage you today?
I can't wait to hear your responses. Be blessed, my beautiful beautiful friends!
Welcome to the home of the Barefoot Preacher Project. Speaking life into wild places and spaces is my jam. And encouraging you to do the same "my calling" here on earth. I am so honored that you are here!