For the past couple of months, God has really been teaching me alot on thanksgiving. Thanking God for the bare necessities that we often overlook. Thanking God for the food, the water, the parents, friends and loved ones which and whom we often complain or resent about, often because they don't meet our apparent "optimum standard". But then again, who are we to set a standard? Especially when God, the most high loves us unconditionally even when we very obviously, sin and don't meet His standard.
The following is an entry by Roxanne Robbins in my ODJ issue entitled "Praise in the slum", which intrigued me to share this with you.
So here goes: "More than a million people live in Kibera, East Africa's largest slum, located in the heart of Nairobi, Kenya. A railroad track divides the massive area in half and, when no train is chugging through, also serves as a walking path for Kibera residents and visitors.
One day, as I was trekking down the track, a man in a shabby suit approached my friend and me. "i've just come from church," he proclaimed. Appearing to be oblivious to the horrible stench that prmeates his s600-acres slum home, he thanked us for coming by and added with a smile, "The Lord loves us and will provide for us." He then shook our hands and walked away.
Surely this man craved better circumstances, but somehow he could still "Acknowledge that the Lord is God" and that the Lord will take care of him "as a sheep of his pasture" (Psalm 100:3)
His secret? Perhaps, more often than most of us, he has searched for water and found none; then, with a parched tongue, he's cried out to God for provision - and He delivered. Perhaps a mere cup at first. But then more. Of the poor and needy, God says, "I, the God of Israel, will never abandon them..Rivers fed by springs will flow across the parched ground" (Isaiah 41:17-18)
Through this man was a stranger, his life and faith have greatly inspired me. He showed me it's possible to praise God while living in squalor. We can, regardless of our physical circumstances, "worship the Lord with gladness...singing with joy" (Psalm 100:2). For the Lord is good. His unfailing love continues forever" (Psalm 100:5)."
This entry struck me that while those who are desolate, desperate and in dire straits still holds strongly to their faith, with no complain or resentment, trusting and knowing He'd provide, people like us, who live in comfort not having to worry about the next meal. Really, what have we to complain about? And that wasn't the only point that struck out. The fact that the man in the story spoke with courage to the author and her friend, without hesitation of how they'd view him, from his shabby clothes, probably also reflects on how he understood God's theory of "not judging". We're all guilty of judging the person next to us, a stranger on the street of all sorts of things. But why is it that we care so much of how others look at us rather than how God views us, especially when we shouldn't even be judging in the first place.
So friends, the next time you pause in hesitation, wondering of how people are going to judge you, tell yourself that God loves you no matter what you wear, how you smell etc. The only standard we should take note off is the standard we should follow - God's standard.
Take care & God bless,
Diane