Worth Something

Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free.  Jesus (John 8:32)

photoYesterday our church staff spent the morning and early afternoon in the Wynwood section of Miami.  (If you haven’t visited it’s a real treat.  A forgotten and discarded section of Miami has been slowly transformed into an artist haven filled with visual wonder!)  We watched the movie “The Soloist” at the Miami Rescue Mission, caught lunch at Wynwood Kitchen and Bar, and then took in the art of the community together.  We were tasked with a mission to look for grace—in the art, and in people’s stories.  Outside the restaurant was a black and white wall mural of a man huddling in personal pain.  The caption below read:  I used to be worth something.

Without the back-story one can’t know what happened and where the loss of value came from. Has this man experienced rejection in a relationship, failure in a career, the loss of someone or something he loves, physical sickness?  We just don’t know.  Here is what we do know.  Each human being is astoundingly special.  Each person’s parents brought 23 chromosomes to the picnic when conception took place, and based on the way they could line up a human being is the result of a one in seventy trillion possibilities.  Each person has unique features–fingerprints, retinas and voiceprints.

If only the inner voice of self-debasement could hear the voice of truth. You are fearfully and wonderfully made.   I thought of that at the sight of the mural.  But, we struggle to believe that.  We struggle to see that we are created with such majesty, and loved with such tenacity.  For we are God’s poem, scripture tells us, crafted in glory by Him.

I remarked at our Christmas eve service how meaningful the worlds of the song O Holy Night are: Long lay the world in sin and error pining until he appeared and the soul felt its worth.   This is why we need Jesus and we need grace: to see how God made us, and to see his determination to redeem us by loving us to life in Christ…for your soul to feel its worth. Yes, you are worth something.

This is what happened when Jesus appeared.  He came to show us God’s love and in his death assure us of God’s favor.  That is grace.  As we walked Wynwood, I thought this is the work of grace—for us to see our worth and to help everyone else see theirs.

One response to this post.

  1. Posted by Sandy on February 13, 2017 at 2:52 am

    Beautiful. Majesty…tenacity…poema.


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