So, I'm so sorry that I've been so late in getting up a post for you guys! I didn't mean to take a mini-hiatus, but...
One word. Math.
One word. Math.
I would love to be able to use this blog as an example of faithfulness on today's post, but that will henceforth be proven impossible. Because... I'm very unfaithful to it now that y'all know I have no schedule. XD This is turning into quite the ramble.
Let's get talking about this week's Fruit of the Spirit: Faithfulness.
It's such a hard one to master. Everyone loves a loyal, trustworthy, true-blue person. "Wish I could be just like so and so," we say. "Always there for me. Best friend a fella could have." But then we're not really sure how to get there ourselves.
It's nowhere near as simple as a lot of these other ones have been. Every Fruit of the Spirit is a struggle. This one, I think, is especially so.
It's dropping everything to rush over to a friend's house if she calls you in tears. It's showing up, day after day, to your sports practice, even when you know you're the worst player and your team will go on without you. Or in the inverse, it's showing up to sports practice even when the other players are all hopeless and even you can't save them from finishing last in the finals.
The thing about faithfulness is that it requires nitty-gritty work, day by day. It's doing the drudge work that no one else wants to do. It's going to visit your grandparent with Alzheimer's, sitting by their bed and talking to them even if they don't even remember your name. It's changing your sister or brother or child's dirty diapers, day after day, no matter how much you'd rather they just potty train themselves. It's the times when you want only to run away from your life and do things to serve yourself, but you don't.
Because no matter what the other person has to give to you, you are there for them. And nothing they can do will change your love for them. That's true faithfulness. And it's a model that was given to us by the only One who can ever get it perfect.
Only Jesus can truly love no matter what we do. He is perfect, and we are all so far from perfect. When he makes us free, we vow never to forsake him, and for a while as new Christians we are drunk on the joy of salvation. But then things get hard, and your honeymoon joy fades as you survey the fact that now you have to do life with Jesus.
And like a wandering young wife, we can be unfaithful to our Savior. We wander off, tasting the world and its promises, spray painted with aluminum and yellow nail polish, chips of colored glass, that we're told are the same and much more beautiful than the King's silver, gold, and jewels. And we believe it, too! Over and over. I find myself drawn to the world every day, tempted to take its baubles. Vanity Fair is all around us.
But no matter how unfaithful we are, Christ is always faithful.
And when we come crawling back through the mud to him, having lost ourselves yet again and crying for his grace, he never hesitates to pick us up. He cleans us off. His love does not waver.
That's faithfulness. And that's what we are called to strive for.
It's hard. But with God, all things are possible.