Song of the month:
Oh My God: Jars of Clay
“Mama, what’s a Hypocrite?” My eight year old daughter asked me today as I was being one…calling someone else one.
“It’s another word for Humanity.” I said in the spirit of true sarcasm.
She knew my tones well enough to respond with a sarcastic laugh herself and say, “No really, what does it mean?”
So I gave her the less realistic Webster definition. “It’s someone who says one thing while does the opposite. Like, “Hey don’t cut in front of me”, but then they cut in front of someone else.
“Like that guy just cut us off?”
“Yes. When if I did that to him, he’d probably shoot me.” She laughed again at her still brilliant mama. But then I felt the awesome pang of guilt due to all Christians who say one thing while doing the other.
“We are all hypocrites Libber. I was one when I called that man a hypocrite. I tell you not to call names, but then I just did it. So…sorry.”
I proceeded to go on with my mama diatribe about this is why we need God to help show us our blind spots, how we have a hard time seeing things from the right perspective when our eyes are on ourselves…and blah…blah…blah…
She now tuned me out as we approached the school car line and said, “ K Mom. Quick. Pray for me.”
So I did what I do everyday at that spot and prayed weakly…”Lord help us not to be hypocrites. Protect my girl today and give her joy.” Amen.
As I drove away I couldn’t help but think about it all. The Science of it all came to me first.
The Evolutionist and Sociologist would say we are the way we are because it’s a matter of Evolution. Survival of the fittest. A baby screams and fights for the things that are theirs and they need to survive. We grow to do the same throughout our life. The weakest in the pack doesn’t survive. Do they? Which pack are we talking about? Which continent and in what situation?
If we use this thought to apply to the guy on the road with me today…well, he ended up getting just as stuck in traffic as me. Right in front of me to be exact. And the flailing of his arms seemed to show me:
1. He was going to give himself a heart attack.
2. His selfishness was going to get him killed in a car accident…Maybe.
If we use Cultural Sociology to interpret his actions, then we say, well, it looks like he wasn’t raised right. His parents perhaps cared little to give him the values of our culture; and that caused him to not consider others or obey the Laws of our society. He drove down the shoulder to get ahead of everyone. That’s just plain wrong in our society. This is probably just one of many ways he’s been taught to cheat those around him. It was the family culture he was raised in that brought him to the ugly reality of his life.
If we use Freud or some form of Psychology to interpret him, then he is mostly likely suffering from some sort of envy of something. His feelings of less-than-ness are causing his narcissism.
The Christian will call it his sin nature. The desire to be God above everyone else.
The Humanitarian will say it’s because he’s not found his purpose yet. When he finds the joy of serving others and loving others, he will change.
And so my thoughts went. Why is this man this way? And why do I feel justified in judging him when I can be the same way?
The fact of the matter is, we All live like evolutionists, while hoping others will live like humanitarians.
There is a reason why we all love the great humanitarians of history. Just thinking of one makes me feel enlightened. Peaceful. They ring an eternal, culture-less truth. “Treat others how you want to be treated” (Matt. 7:12). Their strength was not in their power, their judgment, or their cynicism. Their influence was that they laid down their life for the life of someone else, someone weaker than themselves. And THIS is what made them the STRONGEST in our human pack.
If I’m going to teach my daughter anything that matters in this life, it will be this.
Step one for me: Don’t call dumb drivers ugly names on the way to school mama!