10-13-23

ECCLESIOLOGICAL ETCHINGS
October 13, 2023
This week, I got called for jury duty. I have a strong emotional reaction to the idea of jury duty. Part of it is the drive downtown early in the morning and the challenges of making sure I find parking. Of course, like so many things, it was easier than I might have expected. I also have a more fundamental conundrum around serving on a jury. I love the system, but I do not know if I could ever find someone guilty. As one who is passionate about justice for all people, especially those who too often feel powerless, I still struggle with the idea that I can judge any situation or person adequately. I applaud others who can reasonably and thoughtfully do this, so in no way is this intended to come off as being critical of those who feel comfortable with the work. Yet, one of the things I have found in ministry is a need to listen to people without judgment. I assume the best of people, and I probably make too many excuses for them. We need accountability partners—those who will call us out when we need to be called out. But I know myself well enough to say that I am NOT that person. I will do my best to continue to affirm a person, making clear the love of God, no matter what I’ve heard. Of course, I am often asked about my love for the victim in a situation. Yes, that is where the “conundrum” really intensifies.

With all this said, I was quite impressed with the people the county had working in the jury process. From the moment I waited outside before the doors opened to the check-in process to the explanations, I found everyone to be kind, gracious, and upbeat. It was early in the morning, but these folks were either well caffeinated or were just the special people who are joy-filled before the sun rises. The judge and bailiff were equally awesome. This was my first time ever going downtown for jury duty, and like a lot of folks, I was feeling a little anxious. It is a good reminder to be aware of how other people are feeling in a moment. Just because something is predictable and routine to you does not mean it is for others. Grace and understanding, along with a little humor, always help in these moments. And I think about this in regard to church, specifically folks visiting Cypress Creek Christian Church for the first time. I have been wandering into our church building for more than eleven years, and most weeks, it has been five or six times each week. There is a comfort that can leave me making assumptions about someone else who is feeling confused, anxious, or even eyeing the door for the first chance at exiting. I hope each of those people experiences some kindness, grace, and even a little humor. It helps bring down the worry or concern, making space for conversation, connection, and a sense of belonging.

For all the gifted people who can create a comfortable and safe space, I am thankful, Good and Gracious God. Such people represent you. Continue to inspire the work of Cypress Creek Christian Church for anyone who desires a place of true belonging. Amen.