11/07/2024
Faith isn’t just about standing firm when everything goes as planned. True faith—the kind that makes us leaders—is the kind that pulls us through our fears, our pain, and our sorrows. The faith I hold today isn’t pristine; it’s dented and scarred, and sometimes it smells like a mix of soul food, tears, and liniment that is held together with whatever I could find, like old chewing gum, pieces of string and a hair tie from years ago when I had long hair. It’s far from a shiny, new model. In fact, those bells and whistles you think you hear might just be the sound of it holding on for dear life. Let’s buckle up, hold on to one another, and lift up our heads for the hour to shower, shave, and show up is before us all.
Here’s the simple Truth, this old, worn faith and I have been through a lot together. We’ve witnessed the unspeakable and felt the indescribable, and yet, here we are. Still standing. There may be a reason for all this I’ll never understand in this lifetime, but in this strange new season, as in every other, we won’t go back, turn around, give in, or give up.
So, honor where you are right now—your feelings, your thoughts, your ideals. And when you’re ready, return to high watch, return to your living, and return to your loving. Because at dawn, we ride forward, a new standard will rise, and we will sing a new song. We were called for such a time as this. Our faith has made us whole!
