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Call Vignettes- A Series of Surrenders 7- Compelled

My high school graduation gift was a plane ticket to Florida to visit my cousins.  I loved being with my older cousins who took me out and treated me like a princess.  Everything they did was big: big hugs, big parties, big mistakes, and big faith.  My Uncle Dale is kind of the patriarch of the group and one day when I stopped by his church he sat me down in his office.  He showed me a painting of the prophet Simeon and shared with me how that painting reminds him of his call and inspires his faith.  “What is your call?” he asked, leaning in intently.  “I don’t know. Something about the poor, something about helping people…” I hemmed and hawed.  “What inspires you to do that,” he asked.  “It doesn’t have to be something from the Bible.  Is there a piece of art or a song that compels you?”  It came to me immediately. “The Statue of Liberty,” I blurted out.  The poem on the statue brings me to tears every time I hear it. 

I remembered standing at the base of the Statue of Liberty looking back at the city weeping.  I went to Ellis Island two days in a row when I was in New York soaking up every story and detail of the people who had left their homes to start a new life in a foreign place.  To this day I am taken by their courage and vision.  Immigrant stories remind me of what it means to live in a place you are not from.  They show me Jesus. “Get a copy of that poem,” my uncle urged me, “and keep it where you can see and be reminded of the burden and call God has put in your heart.” 

Although I couldn’t (and in ways, still can’t) succinctly describe the things God had put in my heart, I knew what moved me.  I knew what made my heart beat fast and compelled me to lean in.  Sometimes that is all the direction you need.  I took his advice and I now have the poem in my office: “Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free…”  And I have collected other pictures and art whose beauty compels me on in the call.  What inspires you?  What encourages you on in obedience to the things God has called you to? 

The New Colossus

by Emma Lazarua

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,

With conquering limbs astride from land to land;

Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand

A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame

Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name

Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand

Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command

The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.

"Keep ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she

With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,

Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,

The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.

Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,

I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"

 

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