Something God has been teaching me from day to day is to love others and love myself. I know the idea is simple and nothing groundbreaking, but we are all God’s creations, and I crave for this idea to inundate my very soul.
The other day I was at a friend’s house watching a movie. We paused the film halfway through to look up a song featured in a scene and found ourselves distracted, perusing different shared itunes libraries on the network. One shared user was named something like “my euphoric oblivion” and we started to laugh.
“Sounds sort of emo”, he said.
“I bet it’s someone I know really well though,” I said, laughing, “probably one of my best friends.” I dropped a name of a girl I was close to once, (and still care a great deal about), yet I know he doesn’t respect much, and he responded, “but would she even use that word?”
I shrugged. ”If she had a thesaurus, maybe.”
Not that the word is even eloquent or very articulate, but that the idea had passed through either of our minds made my insides resonate with guilt.
Who am I to think I am better? More intelligent or well-expressed? Over something so petty as words or simple conversation. Who am I to measure success or worth or value or substance?
In fact, instead, it makes me very small.
On the contrary, I often idealize others, put them on a pedestal. And they can embarrass and disrespect me, and somehow, I hold them in such high regard, that I’ll justify their very mistakes by placing the blame still on myself, assuming that it’s some ignorance or flaw I don’t realize in myself.
Either/or, you are dehumanizing others or yourself. You are putting down a creation of God’s that He values and loves wholly and authentically.
So now, I sit, warm with tea, heart lit with the sunset of the city, realizing that my judgment means nothing, and that God is faithful and unswerving, and His love is sound and insurmountable.
1 comment:
To love God, to love ourselves, and to love others seems to be the whole point. And I would put them in that order too
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