I actually wrote this during the first week of January, but am only now getting around to editing and posting. . .
We were full and warm from the New Year’s hot pot dinner we had just eaten, but we each wanted just a little something sweet to top off the meal. Shiguang Tian Ping dessert shop was our agreed upon destination. We could all imagine dipping into sweet and creamy, finely shaved vanilla ice topped with mango and black sticky rice. But then we realized that it was just a bit far to walk. Okay, it’s not really too far to walk. Maybe we just didn’t want to wait that long. We hailed a taxi.
The 4 of us piled in the car with Doug in the front seat, while I was wedged between our two boys in the back seat.
“Happy New Year!” I exclaimed to the driver.
“Happy New Year!” he replied as he grinned widely. He quickly followed with, “God is with you!”
We sat in stunned silence for a second. Did he just say what we thought he said?
“Do you know that God is with you?!” he repeated.
“Yes!” I replied, “I know that God is with me!”
At that exact moment I noticed the small wooden cross hanging from his rearview mirror. “Are you a Christian?” I asked.
“Yes! I believe in Jesus.”
We were only in the taxi for another few minutes, but we learned that he was from a nearby city and had heard the gospel a long time ago. He was from a family of believers who hosted a house church. He quoted John 3:16 to us and I joined in as it’s one of the few verses that I have memorized in my second language thanks to a missionary that came to my church when I was a kid and taught us the verse in song. He spoke of the grace of God we have through Jesus Christ. We talked about the fact that we are brothers and sisters in Christ; that we have the same Father, belong to the same family and will spend eternity with one another.
When we got out of the taxi, we were all a bit shocked and stunned at the interaction we had just had. In the span of just a few minutes, we experienced sweet fellowship and encouragement with our taxi driver and brother in Christ.
We all agreed. . .Best. Taxi. Ride. Ever.
It’s the day after our God-given encounter with our Christian taxi driver, who, from what we can tell, wants his riders to know that God is here and He is with them.
As I reflect on this encounter, I’m struck by the fact that a couple of days previous, the word I picked as a word to focus on this year is the word With. I want to be with God and with others in a significant way. I want to be awake to their presence and my own.
I want to celebrate the fact that God made me with a deep longing for with-ness. I can easily see that desire as a weakness, or feel that it somehow makes me unfit to lead. After all, leaders are pioneers who make tough decisions and don’t mind blazing a new trail. They are brave and independent, confident and charismatic. They do not mind the alone-ness that can come with leadership. That is not me. But I sense the Spirit asking me to embrace my desire and longing as a gift rather than seeing it as a failing to overcome. I am asking God to teach me to celebrate with-ness this year.
And wouldn’t you know, on the first day of 2020, I get into a taxi with my family in a country where the name of Jesus is not commonly known, and the driver greets us saying, “God is with you. Do you know that God is With you?”
I have been praying that God would help me to pay attention to the places where He is at work, and to help me listen to the things that He is saying to me, so that I can better live out a life of faith in Christ. But practicing paying attention means that I have to slow down and create space in my life to listen and reflect.
While there are seasons of life and work that are unavoidably busy, my tendency is to create busy-ness. I run from one appointment or event to the next. I do, do, and do some more, and assume that this is the hand of God at work. More often than not, if I’m practicing an overly busy schedule, I’m noticing the things I’m doing rather than what God is doing.
This is my attempt to create a sense of significance for myself. Being busy can feel good. Being busy can feel productive. Being busy means that when someone asks what I’ve been up to, I will have a long list to rattle off that justifies my existence and makes me feel important. I have been willing to trade a worldly sense of accomplishment for the true significance found in God Himself. It’s not a good trade.
Slowing down today to reflect on the events of yesterday means that I have the time to wonder at the fact that God put the word WITH on my heart on the last day of 2019. Then, the very next day, he sent a Christian taxi driver to speak that very word to me. He’s definitely got my attention. The challenge will be to continue to listen day by day, week by week, month by month.
I’m looking forward to a year of learning to be with. To be quiet with, to have fun with, to laugh with, to cry with, to be in love with, to study with, to minister with, to be every moment. . .With.