Contemplate for a moment how
goofy it is that we climb into metal cylinders to fly through the air in
hurtling death traps. I’m actually in such a death trap at the moment. One with
a lot of turbulence… not exactly the place where I’d advise thinking of such
things…
Anyway, people are a very
strange species. We come up with some weird ideas. I can’t decide sometimes if
we’re stupid or clever. Or perhaps a mix of the two. There’s an episode of
Doctor Who where the Doctor says that in 900 years (pretty sure that’s the
number he uses), he’s never met anyone who is unimportant.
Sometimes I think about how
God sees us the same way. Except that he’s been watching is for a lot more than
900 years, and he’s a lot more familiar with us (not to mention the fact that
he’s real…). And he would not say that a single person is unimportant, whether
it’s an inventor who makes things that others couldn’t dream of, or the person
who assembles those inventions. Or the people above, below, or in between those
two. Sometimes I look at myself and what I’m doing, and I compare myself to
others. Occasionally I say that I’m doing better than someone else. At other
times (far more often), I say that I’m not doing anywhere near enough, and I
need to be more like this one, or that one. And then I realize that God is
pleased with me. He’s pleased with the things that I am doing, he is pleased
with who I am, and with my desire to serve him. And really, I believe that he
is pleased with the joy that I take in his creation, and what he is doing in
the world.
God doesn’t think that I am
less important than those crazies who came up with the idea of flinging people
through the sky in metal cylinders (yeah, see how technically aware I am of
such things…?). And he also doesn’t consider me less important than great
evangelists or missionaries.
People are amazing. All so
different, all so unique. And each one with something different to offer the
world. Not a single one ordinary. Not a single one deserving of another judging
them and finding them wanting. God found each of us so special that he gave his
Son to save us. If he felt that way about us, how do we get by determining who
is important, and who is not? It’s not really our place, and though I am guilty
of being judgmental, it’s something that I am working on. I want to see people
in the way that God does.
Also, with all of these short flights I’m doing,
there has been a LOT of turbulence, so I’m really hoping that the pilots don’t
give people reason to judge them…
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