Acknowledge Me

15Oct
‘Everyone therefore who acknowledges me before others, I also will acknowledge before my Father in heaven; but whoever denies me before others, I also will deny before my Father in heaven. 
-Matthew 10:32, 33


In 1994, there was a trend among my peers of wearing big silver crosses on a leather rope. They had to be from James Avery, a silversmith in the Hill Country of Texas, and they were typically layered with friendship necklaces from camps nestled in the same Guadalupe river valley. The picture taken for my college ID in August of 1994 shows a very camp-tan me with my cross and beaded necklaces and an unsure smile. 


Fast forward two months and I was in the keg line at a fraternity party, necklace still on and pretty prominent. The boy behind the bar asked me with a grin on his face, “What’s a good Christian girl like you doing drinking beer?” It was my Peter in the garden moment - “Oh this? This is just jewelry. I’m not sure I even believe in it anymore.” The boy’s grin faded to a scowl and he handed me the beer. 


This moment has stuck with me through the years. It was a very telling snapshot of where my muddled, insecure head was as I tried to navigate a completely foreign college culture. Everyone in Texas wore crosses, James Avery crosses. The only religious people I knew in my dorm were Jewish, no one went to church, and only the dorks attended Fellowship of Christian Athlete meetings. In a desperate attempt to be cool and fit in, I threw my Christian faith out the window. It was a pretty dark time for me and looking back. The fact that I spent more time at the altar of keg party culture than at the altar of the college chapel probably had a lot to do with it. 


Fortunately for me, and Simon Peter, our God is a forgiving God. Decades later, I may not wear a cross necklace every day but I am open about my faith. I am Episcopalian so I’m not quite in evangelism mode, but I gush about my church community and will openly acknowledge the importance of my faith when it comes up in conversation. I rest safe in the knowledge that the Lord who loves me enough to count the hairs on my head will also lovingly look past youthful (and adult) transgressions. Praise be! 


Musical Reflection - You're On Your Own, Kid - Taylor Swift



Dear Lord, thank you for your guidance and your patience. Your guidance sets our sights on the path we should be walking and your patience, love and forgiveness help us when we wander off the path, gently shooshing us back to your ways.

Thank you. Amen.

AcceptancePentecost

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