Discipleship and Miss Universe

Everything Shamcey worked for, everything she believed and thought about her whole life came out in the open the moment she stood in front of the international audience and the big cameras during the Miss Universe beauty pageant few days ago. Her beliefs, her convictions, her idea of life and religion and commitment were unveiled in that single moment.

I’m not sure if Shamcey will ever have that time in her life again when millions of people all over the world will hang on to every word she said. Her answer rocked, not just the entertainment and the fashion world, but the consciousness of Filipinos and the Christians who are confronted with the question Vivica A. Fox asked her: conviction or compromise? Here is a woman who unapologetically gave an unpopular answer in front of the whole world.

Few of us will ever have that moment when our faith and character will be tested out in the open, with cameras and millions of people to applaud us. Many will be tested in secret, without anyone watching the choices they make. Some are tested with a plate of food (Esau), others with a woman in a bathing suit (David), and still others with a few gold coins for extra cash (Judas). The real question, however, is not whether you are tested in public or in private. It is whether you will pass or not, whether you are ready to give an answer that will satisfy the Ultimate Judge or just please the crowd.

We are not all beauty queens, and for most of us, our test may not even involve carefully crafted sentences with the right kind of accent. For most people, the test is not about giving sharp answers to a panel of judges but making silent choices in the face of trials on their daily grind where most of the battles of life are either lost or won.

Legitimate Copies

Be imitators of God, therefore, as dearly loved children and live a life of love, just as Christ loved us and gave himself up for us as a fragrant offering and sacrifice to God. –Eph5.1-2

When Adam and Eve sinned in the garden of Eden, the holy image of God imprinted in their hearts was disfigured. Man lost his likeness with God. So from Genesis to Revelation, God put into motion His materplan of restoring that image in our fallen nature.

We are meant to be like Christ. We are meant to live lives that reflect the radiance of the glory of God.

In the verse I quoted above, Paul implored us to be imitators of God. Nowhere in the world it is okay to ask others to imitate an original, to make copies, to replicate. Only here. Only God can do that. Why?

Because the alternative is too ghastly to consider. If our lives are not an imitation of the glory of Christ, we fall to the default darkness of the world, to sin, to immorality, to impurity, to greed, and to all forms of unrighteousness.

We wouldn’t want to be there. God does’t want us to be there.

Catch a Second Wind

There is an alternative to moving [out of your current ministry]… It’s staying where you are and pumping some freshness and new life back into your preaching. If you move you might end up repeating the same pattern at another church. No, I think you ought to stay right where you are. Work on your preaching. Improve it. Revitalize it…

You have a lot to learn yet about the ministry. Too many young preachers leave the seminary fired up with enthusiasm and vision, only to lose it all after a few short years. That freshman spirit might get you through your beginning years in the parish, but sooner or later you must learn how to catch a second wind. The ministry is not a hundred-yard dash; it’s a marathon! Young Timothy hadn’t been at work too long before the apostle had to encourage him to rekindle his gift!

Come Be My Light

Now father, since 49 or 50, this terrible sense of loss, this untold darkness, this loneliness, this continual longing for God, which gives me that pain deep down in my heart…

Darkness is such that I really do not see, neither with my mind nor with my reason, the place of God in my soul is blank. There is no God in me, when the pain of longing is so great, I just long and long for God, and then it is that I feel He does not want me, He is not there.

God does not want me. Sometimes I just hear my own heart cry out, “my God!” and nothing else comes. The torture and pain, I can’t explain…

—Gonxha Agnes Bojaxhiu | Skopje, Albania