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All right.
It's a mic working.
Yes, she said yes.
All right.
Well, I'm a I'm a Pacer.
So I'm going to leave the the chair back there cuz I like to move around a little bit.
But if you guys don't know me, my name is Sarita, State and the TCG teaching team at almost a year ago to come up with our sermon theme for 2021.
All year, we've been exploring stories from the Shadow and these are stories that we have been looking at people and places and stories in the Bible that don't always get top billing user.
The stories of people who are in the shadow, people who story may be secondary or sometimes you told stories about people from a different perspective.
So last week, Holly spoke very beautifully about Mary and often times.
We hear the story of Mary and the context of Christmas, but she presented in a different way.
That was very moving for me.
Personally.
She talked about how Mary had to accept it on and or reject the message that she received about being the mother of Jesus and how that Mary had to possibly deal with questions and fears and concerns out and face and all of any other crazy feeling that she must have been going through in order to accept this call in her life.
I'm to be the mother of Jesus.
Today, I want to present my last sign story on from the shadows and I'll be honest.
I wasn't sure.
What message I was supposed to share this about them dispersed.
And in that I'm going to talk about tonight until a couple days ago as I studied and I read and I found some cool and interesting facts about this character.
She was interesting and actually some of the things that I read were quite fascinating but I really struggled to feel it.
Like I wasn't feeling inspired by the message and I feel like I figured if I wasn't feeling inspired by you probably wouldn't be inspired by either.
So Thursday morning, just a couple of days ago.
I frantically called message Christy in the morning.
Yeah.
I told her that I am not feeling inspired.
I'm kind of panicking and I need some help and I'm going to tell him go to take my dog for a walk.
And I'm going to pray and I'm going to meditate out in my walk in nature nature.
Always inspires me and I am going to listen to some other messages and maybe I'll get some inspiration from that and we'll see what happens.
If I don't get any information that I'm going to pop up at your house and raise, you are very luxurious Library.
She has a beautiful life around books.
If you've never seen her Library, it's kind of enzyme kind of a salad, but I went on my walk with my dog and I started walking and praying and listening and talking and in and pushing and pulling with God, and I found my inspiration.
And so I'm hoping that what I have to share you guys fill it.
As I feel it, too.
so,
The last story from the shadows for 2021 for me is the story of Tabitha that she's also called Dorcas in the Bible.
The story from acts 9 36 through 42, but we're going to hold off and started her story until a little bit later.
I want to start by asking you all the question.
I'm a teacher by the way.
What does it mean to be a Christian?
Like how you really just sat and thought about that like we're here in this space.
But what is it mean to be a Christian?
We're going to kind of struggle with that question.
Today.
I'm going to challenge you to, to think about it into to ask yourself.
Some people question that maybe you've been avoiding.
I'm going to start with a metaphor, though.
Have you ever had something that you really, really loved something that you cherished something that maybe it was something or someone or someplace or some group that you absolutely adored?
You fell in love with this thing.
Because what you saw and what you experience and learn from the scene was valuable to you.
Then one day overtime, one day and or overtime.
This thing was ruined it was painted by a scandal or stories of Shame and evil everywhere.
You went.
You heard people saying bad things about this thing that you really love.
Your thing was in the headlines on the news, or maybe it was even written up in history as a stain or a blemish or negative mark.
So, you decide to distance yourself from the sting?
Your Z.
You don't want to be associated with it anymore?
Yes, I'm from that place, but I'm not like them.
Yes, my last name is Jones, but I'm not of those do.
Those are my relatives, but I'm different from them.
Yes, I used to watch that or listen to that or thing that or talk about that or celebrate that but not anymore because you know, we think about them differently now.
But somewhere in your heart, you are still connected to that thing, your thing.
You miss that thing.
You may be confused or have questions about your thing, questions that fell on answerable.
So you sit alone separated from your thing.
You are searching for something to fill the void that has been left by the actions of this thing.
Or you completely reject nothing, but you don't feel good about it because you still have questions about if this thing that you lost had value at some point or have value for you now.
Or did it ever.
This metaphor has been my experience as a black person in America and my experience as a Christian in this country.
Growing up as a black person in America for me, meant being in places and spaces and among people who questioned and negated my inherent worth as a human being.
I grew up seeing and being taught one thing for my family and Inter-Community, but seeing and being taught something else in school on TV and media and in the larger community and Society.
These things that we're being pushed out and Society were contrary to what I was being taught by my family and Inter-Community.
I saw my mother and my grandparents, and my aunts and uncles and black community members, experiencing and expressing joy, and hope intelligent strand.
Beauty Integrity, love generosity, and Grace.
These characteristics were woven through the story that I was told about our history by my family, the people and leaders who, who fought and resisted and persisted, in spite of every opposition.
That was put on them.
I didn't grow up in the bathroom.
So these were my only experiences.
So when I left the spaces of my family, that uplifted and honored honored, my identity and my culture, my blackness.
I was bombarded with whiteness.
And why does that did not allow for Blacklist to co-exist coexist with dignity, in school.
I was taught that black people were slaves.
Hardstop.
That was it.
I sat in classrooms, as one of only a few black children in class, where we studied and learned about white leaders and teachers and sinkers and inventors, who made great contributions to this country and to the world.
And all that I learned about black people with that.
We were brought this country from Africa as slaves as property as labor.
There may been have, there may have been a time or two in my many years of school that we may have been told about Harriet Tubman to help free the slaves or Martin Luther King Jr. Peacefully.
Help fight for civil rights for black people with his dream.
But that was it.
I was taught little to nothing about our contributions to society in the past or the present.
I was bombarded with information with facts and dates that did not include me margin life me or undermined my identity.
Outside of school, there were the constant images of beauty standards that were completely opposite of who I am as a black person.
Black was not beautiful.
I was been boarded with the news of poverty, drug gang, violence, and academic failure.
Among black people, everything that I saw away from the shelter of my family and Inner Circle, was that Blackness was bad and whiteness was good.
So, what was I to do with this?
Do I resist and lean into blackness?
Or.
Do I compartmentalize in?
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