Saturday, January 25, 2014

God on Hands and Knees

For Christmas my husband promised me an amethyst ring. I wanted to inspect the stone before it was set. As the jeweler grasped it with a pair of tweezers, it popped out. Neither of us saw where it landed. Soon three store employees and I were searching on our hands and knees. One man flipped on a flashlight, but he said, "Too bad it's not a diamond. It would catch the light, and we'd see it right away."

There are people like that. Beautiful people who catch the light. The girls who get the boys' attention in school. The women who turn men's heads. Maybe you're one of those women. Maybe you're not.

In Luke 15, Jesus tells the story of a woman searching for a valuable silver coin. She lights a lamp and sweeps her home, eager to find it. It's a picture of God, down on hands and knees. God is looking for you and me, searching for people who are lost in a culture that denies our value because we don't measure up. Then God finds you -- there you are!-- and dances with joy. And, if I may take some liberties, in God's fingers we see not a coin, not a diamond, but an amethyst. The world says it's merely a semi-precious stone. But in God's eyes the tiny purple gem is beautiful and worth just as much as the rarest diamond.

An hour after I returned from the jewelry store, the phone rang. The jeweler had found the amethyst on the floor, hiding under an electrical cord. Soon my new amethyst will be set into a ring. Next time you see the color purple, think of yourself as that amethyst God was searching for. You wear purple -- the color of royalty. Of course you do. You're a daughter of the King.

Thursday, January 9, 2014

Resolutions in Reverse

This year I resolve to:

1. Teach my daughter that her value is based on her looks.

2. Laugh about bachelor and bachelorette parties featuring strippers. It's all in good fun.

3. Always greet a little girl with, "Hey, pretty girl,"  so she'll know how important being pretty is.

4. Allow my children free rein on the Internet. At the ages of eight and fifteen, they're mature enough to sift through all the sexual messages and images.

5. Read my daughter stories in which beautiful people are good and not-so-beautiful people are evil so she will associate physical beauty with virtue.

6. Criticize my body within earshot of my daughter.

7. Disrespect my husband. He says I'm beautiful the way I am, but the culture says I don't measure up. And I respect the culture's opinion more than his.

I also resolve to feed my children poison, stab my husband in the back, and beat myself up regularly.

Here's to good health in 2014!