Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Where have they gone???

As I was driving to work today..I wondered aloud....where have all the spinners gone?

Oh, you know what I'm talking about..the hub cap accessory of days past.

You know you remember when back in the day if your "traffic neighbor" had a good bass thump going, dollars to donuts he was rockin' a bad ass set of spinners. Sometimes they were even "frogged out", which has nothing to do with amphibians and everything to do with an unneccessary vehicular add on that could be potentially dangerous to other motorists.
The only real purpose for these eye catching chatchkis was...to steal them? To impress young girls who didn't know that should be a sign to RUN? Were gang wars started over spinners? Are gang wars real?         I just don't know.
What does Jesus think of spinners? It is my assumption that Jesus, while sitting at the right hand of My Best Friend, probably chuckled "Hey Dad, look what they're doing NOW!".
God must be amazed by the ridiculous ways we find to waste our gifts. We waste our money, we waste our time... and we waste each others time and money. I believe that we do all of these things simply.... in pursuit of LOVE.
That little boy with the $$$ sign spinners probably worked 100 hours at $8/hr to pay for those. He probably brought them home to an apartment he shared with his Mom who could barely make the rent. Probably has some younger siblings who haven't played ball at the park in a really long time..if ever. Probably drove by 10 churches in that car and instead pulled into 7-11 for a slushie.
That little boy is me...and you. Now, you will never find something so ridiculous as moving hub caps on my Mercedes. You will find 67 pairs of shoes in my closet. A matching handbag for each pair. If it glitters or is pink- I'll buy it. If it glitters AND is pink, I'll greatly overpay for it.           And then I'll wear it to church so you'll notice and I'll put EXACTLY 10% in the plate as it passes by.       Not one cent more.         And if my friends find something pink and glittery, they'll buy it for me too.    And I'll feel special.   Because you bought me something.     As I am sitting in church.    And there is a family out of work sitting next to me.      And my pastors are struggling to meet all of the church's needs.      And there are people with a servant's heart who will give up everything to serve out of country, if only they could get some funding for their mission.              And I am a complete idiot.      Who wasted the resources that God lovingly lavished on me. That I prayed for when I was unemployed. That I preach at my kids to appreciate. That I DO NOT DESERVE.    Because I want to be noticed and I want to be loved and I mostly feel unnoticed and unloved.  And on top of all of that.. I judged that little boy who wasted differently than I did. And different is wrong- so you are not loved.                                   And I am so sorry.

Father God, thank you for moments of clarity when I have eyes that see and ears that hear and a heart that yearns for you.

Thank you for forgiving me and loving me the other 99% of the time.

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