The Parts I Don’t Understand

I’m a city hall reporter. And it’s budget time.

If you’re not familiar with what that means, it’s the series of meetings where your council representatives decide how to earmark hundreds, thousands, millions of taxpayer dollars for the upcoming year.

It’s not that I don’t like numbers. They just collide with the literature and grammar notes in my head and then they proceed to blow up catastrophically until 1. I have a headache or 2. I ask Derek, my math/science/engineering whiz of a husband.

As you can imagine then, sometimes wrapping my mind around the hours of technical, political and mathematical talk at city council and then packing it into 300 words for a reader isn’t easy. While I’m working on a story, I operate by a code: “If I don’t understand it, they won’t.”

Since I’m covering new cities, I’ve been dropped into a place where I don’t know the background and all the key players. That means a lot of research and a lot of extra work.

But when I finish the article and the math in my story adds up, there’s a feeling of victory.

I was thinking about that as I sent my latest budget story to my editor.

It’s not that I don’t like being faithful. Sometimes doing everything Christ asks me to do just isn’t easy. Because God is begging for me to understand him through his word and through prayer, and that means faithfully pouring over his word and prayerfully committing my day to his will. Sometimes though, I’d rather not do those things because sulking makes more sense or I don’t have time for a morning 10-minute bible study.

Jesus interferes with the easy in our life and sometimes he talks about really hard things, like marriage and politics and death and disobedience. He says things that require more of me, but however or wherever I chose to relay the gospel means getting to know him and spending time with him.

After all, if I don’t understand it, they won’t.

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