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Unity in Diversity: Understanding Humanity

Why are we all so vastly different? We are, after all, human beings. We all have the same basic physical makeup. We are either male or female – there are no alternatives, regardless of what some would have us believe. The human anatomy is basically the same: unless there are physical defects that would cause one to be “different” from the norm. Two eyes, two ears, one mouth, two arms and legs, ten fingers and toes – you get the picture. We are, indeed, all made from the same two models: male and female.

But, having said that, how can we, who are basically the same, be so different? Some like vanilla, others like chocolate, while others might like Salt and Straw’s Balsamic Vinegar Ice Cream (yes, that is a real flavor – I looked it up!). Some like hot weather, while others like it frigid. Some head to the mountains while others head to the beach, while still others like to stay home. Some are red, others yellow, some black and some white (as the song goes), but we still have ten fingers and ten toes. The same, but oh, so different!

But wouldn’t it be nice if we could look beyond the differences and see the remarkable resemblances. One might have black skin, while another has red, but they are still human beings. A third might have skin that is a light shade of brown, while another has such dark brown skin they look almost black. A white person might be “pasty” white, while another white person has bronze colored skin. One person might have blue eyes, another green, another brown, another hazel. One might be tall, another short, one skinny, another not skinny.

Different – we are all different. The human race – and by the way, the human race is the only race – is made up of male and female of all different colors, sizes, shapes, body builds, hair color, eye color, personal preferences, etc. etc. So why can’t we look at each other as fellow humans? Why do we categorize and classify?

I would like to issue a challenge if you are willing to accept (think Mission Impossible!). Let’s make a concerted effort to begin looking beyond the color of one’s skin. Let’s begin laying aside whatever differences we have held onto to this point of our lives. Let’s not allow the prejudices of the past continue to influence our present.

Teresa (my wife) and I have always tried to help our children look beyond the color of one’s skin. Because of our efforts each of our three children have been friends with people of color (that’s a strange term, isn’t it – we are all people of color!). We have had them over for dinner, for sleepovers, for family events, have taken them to church with us, have enjoyed their company immensely.

I can’t honestly say that I am a totally non-prejudicial person – we all have prejudices. But I have worked hard trying to never allow the color of one’s skin be one of mine. I am no better than anyone else. We are all in this boat called life together. It would be a much better world if we could see beyond the differences and enjoy our distinctions.

Why not, soon, very soon, strive to get to know someone who is “different” from you? It may be an individual of another ethnic background, or a different cultural background, or a different skin color, or a different political opinion, or a different religious perspective, or, or, or… How do you go about doing that? Invite them out for a casual lunch, or for a private dinner at your house, or a quiet conversation in private, with no distractions. There is no wrong place or time – whatever, whenever fits into busy schedules. Once we get to know each other, we will begin to appreciate the differences, and the distinctions, as we better understand what makes the other person believe and behave the way they do. Give it a try!

Blessings!

Embracing Life’s Delays: Finding Meaning in the Unexpected

For years I lived with the mentality that to be thirty minutes early was to be late. I always tried to give myself plenty of time to get to my destination, and this was for a variety of reasons. For one thing, I tried to give myself extra time just in case I ran into an unexpected delay – construction work that had traffic backed up, an accident that had the road blocked, a flat tire that I would have to change, etc. Giving myself extra time meant that I would reach my destination early. And early, in my estimation, is always better than late.

I have met a few people who thought fashionably late was a way to showcase themselves. They wanted to make an entrance after most of the other attendees had already arrived so that they would be seen. I suppose they had the desire to be the showcase participants at the event. I, on the other hand, have always thought it was a bit discourteous to the event planners as well as the other attendees. Maybe I’m a bit old-fashioned, but, as I have already stated, early is always better than late.

But maybe there are times when being late would be appropriate. Have you ever given thought to the fact that for two vehicles to be involved in an accident, they have to be in exactly the same spot at the same time. Precisely, down to the millisecond. Five seconds earlier or later would have made all the difference in the world.

As is obvious from my opening remarks, I am a stickler for being on time. But, there have been times when I was delayed in my departure time for some reason. Just the other day, for example, I had driven about two miles from home when I realized that I had forgotten my hearing aids. So, I had to take time to go back those two miles so that I would be able to hear any conversations I might engage in that day. That four-mile round trip delay probably caused me to lose ten to fifteen minutes. Not long, but long enough to have missed something that might have happened had I been “on time”.

Of course, it is sheer speculation to think about what could have happened had I been able to continue with no detour/delay, but it is reason to pause and think. How many times could God have orchestrated a delay in our scheduled plans for the day because He knew that if we were on time by our plans we would have encountered some sort of problem.

I try to maintain this mindset when I find myself stuck in traffic due to circumstances far beyond my control. I try to remind myself that this delay could very well be saving me from some problems that would have occurred had I been able to keep going without the delay.

Maybe I’m overthinking this whole thing, or maybe I’ve just had too much caffeine and my mind is kicked into overdrive. Or maybe, just maybe, there is a bit of truth in this assessment. So, just in the likelihood that there is, let’s try to not allow ourselves to get overly frustrated over those detours and delays that interrupt our schedule. Use them to thank God for the scenery you may have missed had you been able to keep moving. Or, better yet, use those delays as a time to spend time conversing with God about the details of your day. Either way, you will find that your frustrations will not seem so drastic as they might seem otherwise.

Blessings!

Fearfully and Wonderfully Made!

I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; marvelous are Your works, and that my soul knows very well.

Psalm 139:14, NKJV

Personal check-up: When you look in the mirror, are you pleased with the reflection looking back at you, or are you disappointed and dissatisfied with the reflection? How do you like your looks? How do you like your talents? How do you like your abilities? Would you like to look different? Would you like to be able to do some of the things that you see others doing? Are you pleased with the skills you have, and the things you can do? Just how well do you like yourself?

The verse quoted above asserts that we are fearfully and wonderfully made. At the moment of conception, the DNA map of my life was instantly set. My map determined my color of eyes, my color of hair, my body build, my sex, my likes and dislikes, my talents and skills, my gifts, my personality, and on and on. In essence, my entire being was mapped out at that precise moment.

And the psalmist states that it was a result of being fearfully and wonderfully made by the Maker of all – God. And God does not make mistakes, nor does He make junk. He created you to be you – a unique human being made in His image.

But if you’re like most humans, there are probably some things about yourself that you would change if you had the ability to do so. Now, granted, some things are changeable. Hair color can be changed. Eye color, with the help of colored contacts, can be changed. Appearance can be changed in other ways by gaining or losing weight, shaving your head, growing a beard, etc. There are things we can do to change our appearance.

And then, there are things we can do to learn new skills. Some skills and abilities seem to come naturally and tend to bring a great sense of satisfaction in life because we are doing the things that we were designed to do. But, we can learn skills that enable us to do things that we were not necessarily designed to do – they were not part of our original map. We can do those things, again, because we are fearfully and wonderfully made with the ability to learn and grow and develop.

So, what’s the point? If we can change some things about ourselves, and if we can change our appearance, and if we can learn new skills, then why is it significant that we understand and grasp the concept of being fearfully and wonderfully made? Simple: to grasp this important fact enables us to look in that mirror and appreciate what we see. It helps us to be more appreciative for who we are and what we can do, realizing that this is a direct result of our DNA map that was given to us at the very moment we were conceived in our mother’s womb. Fearfully and wonderfully made!

Let me close with a personal reflection. I have always battled insecurity and a lack of confidence. I have also always disliked my appearance and some features of my physical anatomy. I have often stood looking in the mirror, wishing that I could change some of those things that I dislike about myself. This has been a lifelong struggle for me. But when I take time to stop and remind myself that I am who I am, and I can do the things I do, because of the handiwork of God Himself, it heightens my appreciation for the fact that I am, truly, fearfully and wonderfully made. This should cause me to rejoice in the person I am. My life is a gift from God. Now, what I do with it is my gift to Him.

Let’s be quick to thank Him for this unbelievable gift, and show our appreciation by giving our life back to Him.

Until next time:

Blessings!