Monday, June 24, 2013
Noah and Mighty Joe Young
I didn’t care when they rushed their children past me as they told them that they didn’t know why “that lady” was crying and that it was none of their business. I didn’t care because that mother in the movie got her little boy back and I was missing mine so terribly. I loved my son and my tears were the only expression of that love I had left. While they rushed their children out of the theater, I mourned for mine and I didn’t care who saw me or what they thought. It’s the only time in my life when I can honestly say I couldn’t have care less what people thought of me.
This memory brought to mind a biblical character who, for me, is the epitome of a holy apathy of public approval – Noah. Think about it. He spent decades building a football stadium-sized boat on dry land far away from the seas and oceans. He didn’t care what his friends and neighbors said or thought, day after year after decade. And why did he bring this public humiliation on himself and his family? Because God told him to build an ark and bring at least two of every kind of animal on board to save them from a flood God was going unleash in 120 years!!! They probably told him he was crazy, a religious nut even. And he didn’t care. Why? Maybe for the same reason I didn’t care in the movie theater – love.
As God presents me with new opportunities to share my faith, to tell the story of his love and grace for me and you, I hope my love for him will override my concern for public opinion. I hope that I can be more like Noah and follow God’s plan for me no matter how silly it may appear or how long it takes to come to fruition. Even though I want to impress and be accepted by others, because what human being doesn’t, I hope I will love God more than I care about how it looks to the world of people around me.
Posted by Maureen Profeta