Who among us


My oldest daughter is reading a book about a World War II spy. So naturally this dominates her conversation. At supper last night she asked, “Which of us in our family would make the best spy?”

I suggested that Dad before his stroke would have made a good spy; quiet, reflective, incredibly observant, and strong. But I said, “But not since his stroke.” Wes stuck his tongue out at me. He does that now since his stroke. “Because of that,” I added.

“He’d tell someone now,” said my oldest. We all laughed, and Dad stuck his tongue out at the kids too.

There was much discussion among the kids. All their spy like qualities and their fatal flaws. Finally, they began to discuss what kind of a spy their Mother would be.

“Mom would make a terrible spy!” said my oldest. “They would send her somewhere and she would forget why she was there.” Yes, my boy. That would be the likely scenario. I had to agree.

It was great fun, and we all had a laugh at our own expense, mostly at Mom’s expense (which is fine with me). I later thought about that type of hypothetical question. The kind of child like comparison we make all the time. “Which among us is the best at this, or that?” Even Jesus had to deal with this kind of question from his disciples.

Mark 10: 35-37   Then James and John, the sons of Zebedee, came to him.
“Teacher,” they said, “we want you to do for us whatever we ask.”
“What do you want me to do for you?” he asked.
They replied, “Let one of us sit at your right and the other at your left in your glory.”

It always caused me to wonder why this was in the Bible text. It seems such a strange interlude. But really it is very human. We want to be important. We want to be good at something. We feel special if we are recognized. Like children we compare ourselves to others. We want to be set apart.

The reality is we are set apart. We are chosen. All we need to do is welcome His grace and we have a gift better than all the recognition, skill, and riches in the world.

The light of the world

A long time ago, in a world far away. OK, when I was a kid, but that really is far away these days… When I was in elementary school our teacher decided to take our class to the basement of the old school. I don’t remember why, or even which teacher. It was an object lesson of some sort. I believe the point of the lesson was how little you can see in total darkness. A science lesson.

The only room in the school where they could get the whole class and where they could have total darkness was the furnace/storage room in the basement. We had to exit the school and walk around the back and enter through a small door near the gymnasium wall. It was a door none of us had noticed before and we certainly had no clue there was any sort of a basement behind it.

Calling it a basement was a bit generous. It was a utility room not much bigger than my living room. There was a small window against the exterior wall. Our teacher had covered it with cardboard and dark cloth. We all got positioned against the wall and the lecture was given about safety and not doing ‘anything’ in the dark. We were to remain totally still. Then our teacher turned the lights out.

At first it was black! So dark you could not see your hand in front of your face. I wondered if the person next to me had disappeared. I put my elbow back just to rub up against my friend, to make sure she was there. Then I noticed the tiniest pin hole of light coming through the edge of the window. The teacher also noticed this and there was muffled discussion about what to do about it. It wasn’t enough light to help anyone see, but it was the most visible thing in the room.

This image stayed with me long after the details drifted from my memory. My teacher thought she had covered all the light. Working in the dimly lit furnace room she thought she had her bases covered. And yet, even the tiniest crack of light became visible in the pitch blackness.

The darker the dark the more obvious the light. That tiny crack of light was more powerful than all the darkness before it.

John 1:5 The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.