Welcoming challenges
Sunlight is often playful.
Today it sneaks through a window in the room where I am prepping for a
meeting and selects one word out of all that I’ve written. Challenges. Is that some kind of sunny joke?
If so, it knows me. Lately I’ve been thinking about how
challenging my work is. Since it is a
kind of improvised art – real-time capture of what people are saying in
meetings – I am beset by a myriad of micro-decisions in the moment: what to
write, where to write it, what to draw with it, what color to use.
Add to this the temperamental fussiness of my markers, which
often drip or stop working. Yesterday I
mentally pictured it akin to a knight going into a battle with a highly useful
sword – when the hilt didn’t fall off.

At least I get to draw it.
Today, I am reminded
that I am not alone. In many of my
assignments, I work within a team of skilled people. It seems that the harder the task, the deeper
the camaraderie. To bring one’s
expertise to a group of highly-skilled, team-oriented people is deeply
satisfying. Even joyful.
It’s what fellowship ought to be.
The New Testament word for fellowship could be translated as
“the sharing.” Sharing of our
lives. Sharing of the task. Of the challenge. And the resulting joy.
It's
why, I think, Jesus sent out his followers in pairs to do ministry in Luke
10. When they came back, full of stories
and excitement, Jesus shared in their joy.
So as I turn to do my part in this event, I am welcomed back
to the challenge. Possibly to even embrace
it like an old friend.
Because, I’m not alone in the spotlight.
I am so grateful for all that you give me, Lord. You promise that “those who seek the Lord
lack no good thing” and challenges are a part of the good you give. Help me to welcome them. And thank you for the joy of working as a
part of a team, for in the dovetailing of abilities I see a glimpse of how your
kingdom works. You never intended for us
to be alone.
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