Sunday, March 6, 2011

We are all the same.

We are all the same. Made the same. It is by what we have that we think we need to define ourselves. So in taking into account the things we own we place importance among ourselves. When in all actuality we are the same. We are born the same way, flesh, into this cold and dark world. Waiting to one day awaken to the heavens opening up and angles singing to us. However it seems as though when a person who has a "higher" status than another steps down from their place and sees that we are all the same, the heavens do open and angles sing at the top of their voice. Heaven comes down to earth.
When the death row inmate realizes how deeply they are loved and valued, when the broken and tattered prostate realizes that she is a beautiful creation that is worth more than rubies, when the alcoholic or drug abuser realizes that their own version of hell has a very beautiful way out to sobriety and life. When heaven is spoken into each of these things then we begin to see that heaven is not some far off place up in the sky that we go to when we die. 
Rather, that it is a very real and beautiful place here on earth. Waiting, watching, hoping, for the next chance for its king to rescue someone from the loneliness of hell and crab their precious hand and tell them how beautiful and wonderful they are. The king then shows them how beautiful this world is and how to live in this new way of heaven. 
So if we as the church stop placing so much importance on what we have and place the importance upon people's own version of hell. Somehow learning to be like our Savior. Remembering that it was not so long ago that someone took on the servanthood of Christ for us and love them. Love them as Jesus first loved us. Forgive them as Jesus forgave us. Be patient with them as Jesus was patient with us. No matter what they say, no matter what they do no matter anything, be there and grab their hand through it all. Hell is to hard to bare alone. And rejoice with them on the day that they walk from death and sorry, to glory and joy. 
For it seems to me that this is when we see Christ the most. When we look into another's eyes, who we know can give us nothing in return, and say regardless of everything, we are the same, I have worth, I was fearfully and wonderfully made, thus you are all of these things. Let's walk this path together, rejoice, cry, scream, laugh, live together so that we may embrace eternal glory together.