I recently read musing from a
famous super famous Hollywood actor known for his good looks, hot fiancee, cheaper-by-the-dozen-esque number of offsprings about the Christian faith. He allegedly pondered (I’m paraphrasing), if he had grown up knowing another religion, could he have the same shot at heaven as a Christian? And what seemed to have irked him was how fair this thought was.
The musing ends with easy-on-the-eyes Hollywood actor’s conclusion that his faith is he can handle any situation, and that he is responsible for his one and only life here on Earth.
The first point is an entirely different blog post but I realized while reading his thoughts, we usually don’t have a problem with a Supreme Being/Higher Power/Divine, but it offends us when we are told that we are actually nothing. What?! All those multinational companies on my resume is nothing? What?! My big fat bank account I built from the P1,000.00 maintaining balance to millions is nothing?
It is especially difficult for us adults to accept how the Bible describes us—objects of wrath, having a naturally corrupt nature, spiritually dead—because we have owned up to the responsibility that who we are is our doing. Who I am is because of my choices. I made me. So if we are told that we are, well, nothing, especially in the light of the Divine, we resist. Nothing is bad, it is wrong. Perhaps that is why some of us have to experience painful, ego-shattering circumstances before we come to terms with being nothing.
But that nothingness, I believe, is the beauty of the gospel. Though we aren’t worth it, though we can’t make a way, though we didn’t want it or even think we needed it, Jesus died for the ungodly, rose and returned to heaven.
When we accept we are nothing, we throw our lives to the one who is overflowing. We don’t resist, we follow Jesus.
When we accept who we really are, we have nothing to prove, nothing hide, and nothing to lose.