Thank goodness I don’t have to be in charge. Thank goodness I am not the boss and never, ever do I want to be the boss. I learned the hard way that no matter how much I preach, nag, hover, worry, or beg, I can’t force things to be a certain way. I can’t force things to be my way. It was hard letting go of the control, believe me. As a teacher and a mom, I didn’t like it one bit. But once I fully let go, it was a huge relief.
Still, I find myself worrying. I ‘hand’ over my issues to God every day…and I mean every single day. He probably gets tired of hearing it, honestly. But still, the worry nags at times. Still, I have to forcibly turn over my problems to someone who can handle them when I can’t.
Right now…I’m worried about my community. I live in a small, rural town in the south. There are approximately 7,500 city residents and 28,000 county residents. We have a Wal-Mart and a Home Depot; we don’t have a Target or a Starbucks (and I would love to have both of these). Our newspaper comes out once a week, Swap-n-Shop is on the radio every day for people to buy and sell their goods, and we have eight schools in the county. People know each other. People know you and your granny and your best friend from high school.
My community is struggling. We battle with addiction and abuse and crime just like every other city. We love sports and we support fund-raisers and little league teams. We watch homecoming parades passing through the city square and fill churches on Sunday. We gather to eat and share and love.
Still, my community is in trouble. We are divided when it comes to leadership. We let the past blur the future. We forget others needs and focus only on our own. We forget daily to love each other as God would do. Daily, we forget to be kind.
I wish I had the answers for the pain. I wish I had magic words to fix problems beyond my control. But I don’t…and I have to remind myself that deep down, I truly don’t want to be in charge of fixing the woes of my town. Just as I do every day, I’ll turn these issues over to God. On this Easter Sunday, I pray for my divided community, for the leaders, for the workers, for the people. I hope for resolution and fairness. I pray for peace.