Why?
We've got a pretty sweet deal going on right now. For instance, I can do no wrong, even when I'm wrong. They believe everything that I say! No joke, I have my oldest convinced that I know every single person in the world.
They also believe like I'm the strongest man alive. This is brand spanking new feeling that I don't ever want to go away. Weighing in at around 150 and standing 5'9 this is a first. They think I'm Superman (they don't realize I'm more of a Robin) and that I can lift cars over my head.
There are other reasons why I want them to stay little, but it wasn't until the other day that I thought of a reason that I wanted them to grow up.
Which reminded me of something that happened to me when I was little. I was standing in line with my father at a restaurant. My perspective didn't stretch beyond the back pockets of anyone's pants, thus I had a butt-faced perspective. I wasn't paying attention and somehow I moved up in the line. I reached up to grab my dad's hand. He jerked away. I tried again. Once again, he swiftly moved his hand away. On the third attempt I succeeded and grabbed his hand only for him to free himself as if his own flesh blood were covered in deadly apple juice (you know the arsenic). I could only seeing his waist at this point, but then I looked up. It wasn't my father, but a horrified stranger. My father was standing behind me belly laughing while watching the event unravel. Nice! I was limited by worldview and my dad thought it was hilarious.
Little kids see an ocean of blue jeans--no wonder they want to be held all the time. They want their position changed so that they can see more clearly. My daughters love it when I will carry them or place them on my shoulders (at least then they are eye level with other adults).
Your perspective will always be limited to your horizon.
It stinks to only have your point of view blocked by someone's butt. But it happens all the time. That's why I find Zacchaeus so inspiring (you know that wee little man). He didn't continue to allow his limited horizon to limit his point of view forever. So what did he do? That's right he climbed a sycamore fig tree. Why a sycamore fig tree? I don't know, I suppose a cactus would have been painful and a dogwood too girly. No, he chose the sycamore fig tree for a couple of reasons:
1) It was there
2) It could support his weight
3) It made him feel like Rambo (seriously, he had to feel pretty cool climbing that tree) and
4) Most importantly, he knew that was where Jesus was walking by.
It must stink to be a little kid and have a butt-faced perspective of the world. I want my girls to grow up so they can see things as I see them. It stunk for Zacchaeus to have a butt-faced view of the world. Just think, not only was he small in physical stature but in social stature as well. No one wanted to be around this guy. Zacchaeus was only worried about one thing...money. Money was his horizon. That is until Jesus walked by him.
Christian, do you have a butt-faced perspective of the world?
Do you allow something or someone other than Jesus to be your horizon?
Money? Selfish ambition? Sex? Laziness? Porn? Feeling numb to the world?
Christian, if you don't like what you are seeing on your horizon, then grow up! Zacchaeus didn't like his view so he did something about it. My daughters will continue to have a butt-faced perspective of the world until they grow vertically. It's going to take time for that to happen. Likewise Christian, you have to grow up. You have to mature in your faith. Put away the childish behavior and look to Jesus as a new horizon.
Question:
What is on your horizon?
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