Usually I have no problem deciding what to write. This week is different. I have wrestled with this and what I originally planned is not what I want to say. Bear with me, as I ramble a bit. I want to write about how others influence our lives and actions. You and I alone should decide what we want and how we want to live our lives. We look at others and feel we must imitate. We don't want to be too different. Why not? We should all be Mavericks. What is a Maverick? If you are a cowboy you know the origin of the word. "An unbranded range calf, a motherless calf." The word came to mean, an independent minded person. One who does not go along with the group, but thinks for himself and pursues his own course of thoughts and action." Want to see my computer files? You must go to the heading, "Maverick." I am a Maverick — always have been. Got me in trouble at times with others. Don't want to offend others, but must live my own life — only as long as I harmonize with God.
O' yes, the snow flake. Almost forgot. Snow is frozen droplets of water? Each tiny snowflake is a work of God's art? Look at one under a microscope — it is made up of tiny triangles and hexagons with delicate, feathery spokes. I have been told that no two snowflakes are alike. I went to Goggle to check that out. A physicist wrote, "It is indeed extremely unlikely that two complex snowflakes will look exactly alike. It's so extremely unlikely, in fact, that even if you looked at every one ever made you would not find any exact duplicate."
Why didn't God create every snowflake alike? I don't know. I know that God loves beauty and snowflakes are beautiful. God may have enjoyed the beauty and distinctiveness of each and every snowflake. We can't distinguish each one, but God can.
We are like snowflakes. Are there any two people on earth exactly alike? No, not even identical twins. God has given every individual on earth a distinct genetic code. Of all the billions of people on earth, no two even have the same fingerprints.
David wrote, "For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth. (Beyond observation as though beneath the ground where no eye can see) Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be. How precious to me are your thoughts, God! How vast is the sum of them! Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand." (Psalm 139:13-18)
Society has programmed us that the physical and material and position determines your value. But you can't earn nor buy value. You are born with all the value you will ever have.
God gave you this at birth. You are no more, nor less important than any other person on earth. Do not get caught up in the status play. Millionaire, president of US, corporation head, whoever, whatever — It's no matter. Nobody on earth is more important than any other because of what they do, or how much they have, or how they look. By the same token, the drug addict, the prostitute on the street is of no less value than anyone. What they do is wrong, but they are valuable to God. All are of the same value to God!
We allow others to determine who we are by what they say, or their attitude toward us. In the movie "Regarding Henry" — Harrison Ford, a successful attorney, is shot. Now he is a bit slow. HIS employer keeps him in the firm. He overhears two say that he is now a dummy and kept on out of the employer's sympathy. He is crushed, sits despondent at home. He doesn't want to go to work. I-IIS wife tells his therapist. He comes over and in the course of conversation says, "Don't listen to anyone telling you who you are." Remember that, "Don't let anyone decide, or tell you who you are."
May I add, don't be overly concerned with the outer and neglect the inner person. You are a spirit being housed in a physical body an outer shell. "Now we know that if the earthly tent we live in is destroyed, we have a building from God, an eternal house in heaven, not built by human hands. Meanwhile we groan, longing to be clothed our heavenly dwelling, because when we are clothed, we will not be found naked. For while we are in this tent, we groan and are burdened, because we do not wish to be unclothed but to be clothed with our heavenly dwelling, so that what is mortal may be swallowed up by life." (2 Corinthians 5:1-4) Paul compares the body to a tent, or houses. When we die the spirit returns to God and He will clothe us in a new body. Bodies like Jesus. (1 John 3:2)
Your beauty should not come from outward adornment, such as braided hair and the wearing of gold jewelry and fine clothes. Instead, it should be that of your inner self, the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is of great worth in God's sight." (l Peter 3:3) Peter is writing to wives, but the application is for everyone. You have some control over your outward appearance — you have absolute control over how your spirit looks. Make beautiful the inner person. The apostle Paul encourages us, "So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal." (2 Corinthians 4: 1-8)
(A bit more rambling -- not too far off) Where is God? Is He with you? Has God forgotten you? When we hit a tough spot, we may feel alone. God has not forgotten you? In fact, just the opposite is true, for at that moment, you are more than ever the object of His concern. God may not remove the trouble, but He is with you every moment through whatever life brings. Isaiah's pen helps with this verse as a reminder. God says, "You are continually before me." "See, I have written your name on the palm of My hand." (Isaiah 49:16) God will never forget you. You are permanently inscribed on the palm of hand. Not one fleeting moment of life goes by without knowing exactly where you are, what you're doing, and how you feel. God never has to frown and look around, saying, "Now where in the world did Barney go? I've misplaced that man again." No! I'm right there in the palm of hand. And so are you.
How close is God to you? "Can a mother forget the baby at her breast and have no on the child she has borne? Though she may forget, I will not forget you! See, I have engraved on the palms of my hand."(Isaiah 49: 15-16)
Have rambled a bit, but I am a Maverick, so that's OK! Will finish with this reminder—God is with you -- like the snowflake -- you are one of a kind. Follow you star — follow you heart and your dreams. Don't let anything, or anyone stop you.
Now am happy with what I wrote - Barney Cargile Jr — Maverick