Have you ever
walked along a beach covered with seashells? An array of shapes, sizes, colors
and textures, all once the dwellings of little sea creatures. Some are cracked
or broken, while others have remained intact despite the crashing and smashing of waves along their
journey from ocean to shore.
Most of us either
just admire them or, if we want souvenirs of our days at the beach, collect a
handful. We keep the most eye-appealing and toss the ones that seem less
distinctive. But a friend of mine, Erika, after she and her family spent time
on the beaches near Charleston, S.C., gained a new perspective from seashells,
courtesy of her five-year-old son, Cole.
Ballard family seashells (Erika Ballard photo) |
Upon returning
home, Erika was sorting through the shells they’d gathered, deciding which to
keep. After asking what his mother was doing, Cole responded, “Well, Mom, we
have to keep every one because they are all beautiful and different, each and
every one. We have to keep all of them!”
When her son said
that, Erika realized she’d been given an epiphany from the sea. “I realized
this is how Christ views each of us – beautiful and perfect, no matter our
flaws, and I’m so unbelievably thankful that He does!”
We live in a world
where we demonstrate partiality to the “pretty people,” along with the rich and
ultra-successful. The entertainment world and broadcast media, despite feigning
belief in diversity and decrying any form of discrimination, are populated with
men, women and children that look good on camera. Overweight people and plain-looking
folks are presented, but usually as curiosities. Certainly not as TV news
anchors.
But that’s where the
biblical distinctive diverges dramatically from societal norms. Comparing the
family of believers to the human body, the Bible states, “The eye cannot say to the hand, ‘I don’t need you!’ And the head
cannot say to the feet, ‘I don’t need you!’ On the contrary, those parts of the
body that seem to be weaker are indispensable, and the parts that we think are
less honorable we treat with special honor…. But God has combined the members
of the body and has given greater honor to the parts that lacked it…” (1 Corinthians
12:21-24).
Recently I was
talking with a guy that’s apparently an accomplished handyman. He’s always
fixing things, like cars, lawnmowers, chain saws, apparently anything that’s
broken. When he asked what I do, I told him I’m a writer and editor. “Oh, I
could never write anything,” he said. “Well,” I responded, “I can’t fix things.
In fact, the mere thought of a leaky toilet terrifies me.” Our skills differ, but are equally needed.
Like seashells,
we’re all special in our own unique way, at least in the eyes of
God. As the apostle Peter stated, “I now
realize how true it is that God does not show favoritism (is not a respecter of persons) but accepts men from
every nation who fear him and do what is right” (Acts 10:34-35).
Colleges and
non-profits show great deference to well-heeled donors. Sororities and
fraternities choose members with “the right look” or the proper pedigree. Sales
organizations seek out staff people that look and act a certain
way, snubbing others having similar goals and ambitions, but lacking the specific
criteria to qualify for “our team.”
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