Radical – it’s not just the name of a book – it’s an evangelical trend. A trend that is good. We must be reminded that the Christian life is one of learning to deny ourselves – take up our cross daily and follow Jesus. (Luke 9:23)
But it is also a trend that causes a disconnect for me as a woman at times. I see women being told that in order to be radical – you have to do something big. huge. stupendous. for God.
Friends, I have bought into being radical –hook, line and sinker. Where do I sign on the dotted line? I want to say – “yes God, I’m your girl. Send me – use me – I am all yours!!!”
Then I wake up to breakfast dishes and morning coffee, morning devotions and emails, then there’s homeschooling –helping little ones learn long division, fractions and the area of rectangles. Then there’s history, science, latin and grammar lessons and oh, how time flies.
There’s lunch dishes and dinner to prepare and grocery shopping and laundry. There’s sports and church activities to attend and special events with family and friends. There’s the elderly to visit in the hospital, the neighbor who needs her flowers watered, the orphan we need to write letters to, and words to write at my keyboard.
The second hand moves quickly and there’s dinner and board games and bedtime read alouds and prayers and long winded late night conversations. And I wake up and repeat the past days events…and then I read words that tell me I need to be more radical. There are girls to be freed from slavery, wells to be dug, and churches to be built.
And my heart cries – almost bleeds with the pain of knowing I am not doing enough.
I listen to a video while washing dishes. The speaker is raising awareness about the horrors in our world. It was to motivate us to do.something!!! And so I listen and listen… and at the end –I wish I could go save these girls from the trade or dig a well…but there’s real life – there’s laundry and homeschooling and a husband who needs me.
And I get the invite – more than once – to go on trips to raise awareness and money for those in third world countries who need our help. It’s an opportunity to blog about the needs…but the timing is never right. My real life has obligations that make it impossible to go.
And so we send money… for years on end…to one of our favorite organizations. (This is a plug for World Help. 😉 If you have a heart to help the poor and are not sure who to entrust your money to – our family trusts World Help and Compassion International)
But it doesn’t feel like enough.
And perhaps if I posted photos of me like this —- teaching children in Mexico:
or teaching teenagers in Eleuthra, Bahamas:
I would seem more spiritual, than if I post photos like this — teaching my son:
And I listen to these videos telling me to DO.something. but in the end– I can’t go to a third world country today – I can’t leave my post here in my home. And I talk to another woman –who feels the same way. She tells me, if only her husband would go she’d leave America TODAY. Her heart is no longer here but her husband seems to have no interest. What does she do? How does she face tomorrow knowing this is a hope deferred.
The radical life I thought I’d live has turned into picking up crumbs off the floor, sharpening pencils for the school day and tapping on a keyboard in my kitchen…
Radical – smh – sure doesn’t feel like it.
Then I ponder Titus 2:3-5,
Older women likewise are to be reverent in behavior, not slanderers or slaves to much wine. They are to teach what is good, 4 and so train the young women to love their husbands and children, 5 to be self-controlled, pure, working at home, kind, and submissive to their own husbands, that the word of God may not be reviled.
I swirl it around in my brain over and over. I wonder where are these Titus 2 older women the Bible speaks of? I just don’t see many of them around teaching the younger women?
I look into the eyes of these young moms and I see their longing to be significant – to find that something – to lean in to – to live the best life now. Anything that will make them feel like they matter or have a purpose. The older women of the world have told them to reach, strive, go achieve. And that same lump I had in my throat when all I could do is write a check…sits in my throat.
I can’t write a check to help fix this —
but I can write words.
And maybe the words I’m about to write are more radical than it seems because I can’t find very many writing the words of Titus 2 in the sea of millions of blogs.
Because in a world where the foundations of faith and family are crumbling – maybe there are a few of us who would like to ban together for the summer and say – what I am doing here in my home – IS radical.
Loving our husband and children – is radical.
Being self-controlled, pure, kind and busy at home – is radical.
The world tells us joy is found “out there”, somewhere perhaps… over a rainbow — dreams come true. Follow the crowd and be on the go! Go Go Go!
But when I read Titus 2:3-5, the words I hear God whispering to me (not audibly – just in my heart) are “go home.”
This is radical living my friends. You don’t have to go away to be radical but you DO have to do something! This is not the American dream of 2.5 kids and a white picket fence – this is the Biblical dream of Finding joy in God, your man, your kids and your home and then from this space – opening your arms to the needy next door, across town, and around the world. Wherever God allows in this season of life – big or small – ALL for the glory of God!
Join me this summer as we go virtue by virtue through Titus 2, as we strive to be Radical Women — Living Well.
Walk with the King,
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