Sometimes I forget who I am.
- For example, I’ll know I’m supposed to be a rational adult making decisions about her elderly mother’s care, but inside I’m feeling like a little girl who still needs her mommy.
- Or when it’s time to play the calm, competent educator, I’m feeling as giddy and day-dreamy as the teens I teach.
No one else knows when this is happening because I’ve gotten good at going through the motions—greeting people, making small talk, laughing at the appropriate moments—while the woman inside me watches the performance with interest. Recently, an especially vivid “I’m-outside-myself-watching-myself experience” brought to mind a powerful truth: that who I am—the real me, the person who will live for eternity—is so much more than the chubby, middle-aged woman most folks see.
C. S. Lewis comments on this aspect of eternal life with these lines, “It is a serious thing to live in a society of possible gods and goddesses, to remember that the dullest most uninteresting person you talk to may one day be a creature which (if you saw it now) you would be strongly tempted to worship, or else a horror and a corruption such as you now meet only in a nightmare. There are no ordinary people. You have never talked to a mere mortal. It is immortals whom we joke with, work with, marry, snub, and exploit—immortal horrors or everlasting splendors.”
Think of it—our whole world is inhabited by immortals in disguise!
Years ago, I watched a movie called Men in Black, where aliens from other solar systems chose to set up camp inside whatever earthly body would serve their purpose. So all the while others were interacting with a well-dressed, distinguished-looking businessman, inside a tiny alien was working the controls. The body was just a shell. The power and special abilities came from the being inside.
A fun visual for who we are in Christ—and a reminder to stop focusing on the shell.
C. S. Lewis reiterates this point, “You don’t have a soul. You ARE a soul. You have a body.” And in I Samuel 16, God tells us straight up, “Looks aren’t everything. Don’t be impressed with his looks and stature . . . God judges persons differently than humans do. Men and women look at the face; God looks into the heart.”
Maybe that should change how we look at ourselves.
Maybe that should change how we look at other people.
And how we serve them.
Soak in these words from Father Jude, a highly educated monk who ended up spending most of his day serving his fellows in the kitchen . . .
Keep this in mind as you go through your day: they’re all around us—immortals in disguise . . .
This week I’m linking up with Monday Musings, Hear It on Sunday, Use It on Monday, Soli Deo Gloria, Encore Link Up, The Better Mom, Teach Me Tuesdays, Gratituesdays, Wise Woman Wednesdays, Wholehearted Home, and WIP Wednesday.