Last night I dreamed I was at an occupy protest. I was standing in a parking lot surrounded by young people who carried signs and shouted slogans.
And I wept.
In my dream my heart broke for this generation. So much promise. So much energy.
So little life.
And so, so very close to the Truth.
What compels a Columbia student to take to the street to protest the order of things?
What draws a young mother to such a scene?
I want to ask as Jesus did, “What do you seek?”
Significance? Justice? Compassion? Security? Community? Relevance?
These are the heart's legitimate longings - longings that cannot be satisfied by men.
I agree that this world’s order must change. And one day it will.
But change requires that we vacate the center of our hearts, not occupy a middle of a park.
As I write this I am surrounded by thousands of young adults who are occuping 515 Garson Drive in Atlanta. They have descend upon this place carrying the same questions as do their peers on Wall Street and in Woodruff Park.
But they are not here to protest, they are here to worship.
For, these have discovered that salvation is not found in man’s plotting or planning - but in the person of Jesus, the True hope of this generation.
(John 1:38, Revelation 21:4)
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