One of the cool things I get to do is the graphics for the church I attend here in Louisville, on UofL’s campus (I know, I know, but those people need Jesus too.)
The new series coming up is called ‘Me to We.’ I don’t know the content in this series, and I normally don’t. I just create.
But as I was finishing up this series, I got to thinking about what ‘We to Me’ meant to me.
And my mind went back to Tuesday night at The Family Scholar House, where our Missional Community serves monthly.
This particular night, the kids of the community there had taken the huge foam blue blocks that are scattered in three huge bins and made a very impressive car. A car that turned into a bus, and then before long, a tractor trailer. Not because they wanted to make it bigger, but because there wasn’t enough room for all of the kids who wanted on to fit.
In that instant, those kids made a simple move that many adults have completely lost. A move in which they thought about those around them, in that moment, more than they did themselves. There was a need, a need for space, and they accommodated.
And if I can brag on Jovi a little bit…
(proud dad moment right around the corner)
We have a wide range of kids that come into our watch There is one particular kid that is about two years old that all of us know about. He has some physical limitations to go along with his lack of height. But he wants to be involved, desperately. The car/bus/tractor trailer had gotten pretty tall at this point. Kids were climbing on and having a blast.
This toddler walked over to join. He put his feet into one of the holes of the foam blocks and with all of his might, struggled to pull himself up. I waited a second to see what would happen. He grunted, pulled…nothing was happening. Within seconds of seeing this, Jovi tells the kid, in her normally authoritative voice, “Hold on one second. I’ll help you.”
Now Jovi can’t physically put him up there, but she did what she could do…
She found a block that wasn’t being used and slid it under his feet, giving him just enough of a boost to get to the top and take a seat with the other kids. Words cannot describe how cool this moment was to watch her do that, to see her be selfless and without anyone speaking anything to her.
But again, these kids get it. Something we adults miss. We try to be inclusive. We step on the people trying to pull themselves up in order to take our spot at the top.
We refuse to look at the other person and how they feel.
We continually look at what makes us happy, what makes us content, what gets us to where we think we want to be, and completely forget about the other person standing there, the person that has stood with us, the person looking for belonging, the person battling with what seems like a huge mountain, which in fact, with a small boost, is actually a small wall to scale.
I have no clue if this is part of Matt’s series, but what I do know is when we start thinking just a bit like children, we can start to see the world in a bit of a different light, where mountains are conquered, not defeating.