After I heard about these who would be sealed, I looked and saw a huge crowd of people, which no one could even begin to count, representing every nation and tribe, people and language, standing before the throne and before the Lamb. Revelation 7:9
A person of substance is a global citizen. She knows there’s a world beyond her own backyard.
It’s so easy to get wrapped up in my own story that I forget I’m a mere line in a novel that’s much, much bigger. Have you been there?
I mean, trust me, you have significance. You are known, and cherished, and loved, but you are one of billions. And with over 7 billion people come a myriad of cultures and worldviews and perspectives.
There’s comfort in knowing how big the world is. Last summer I drove through beauty and stood at the edge of greatness and remembered how small I was. In a good way. It’s freeing to know how teeny tiny your drama is… you don’t feel quite as captive to it.
If you’re reading this today, and you’re of the dominant race represented in your community, you understand how easy it is to forget this. Until we believe we’re looking at society and headlines and our relationships and our faith and even God through cultural lenses, our world stays very, very small. Even our view of the Gospel is impacted by our cultural perspective.
But God is bigger than our culture and customs. He’s bigger than what our corner of the world values. He’s bigger than our way of doing church. Thank goodness.
He descended into the mess to reconcile us to Himself… He came for those who are bound by oppression and poverty and those enslaved to consumerism and greed. He came for those who can’t find food for today and for those who are on another diet. He came for beggars and workaholics. He came for those who don’t have shoes and for fashionistas.
On the eleventh day of Christmas my True Love gave to me an awareness of how big His world is… how big He is… and how worthy He is of worship.
I know you’re busy. I know you’re doing last-minute Christmas preparations — there’s shopping, baking, cleaning, and wrapping (and more wrapping!). But give yourself six more minutes of solitude and be reminded of how small you are. And how big He is. (And if it’s impossible to find time today, promise yourself to come back tomorrow when there’s a moment of calm. It will be worth it.)
…*That hath made heaven and earth of naught,
And with his blood mankind hath bought…