I had a glass figurine. Beautiful trophy from years ago. It was fragile, yet beautiful. When one chip appeared on it I was horrified. I learned how to fix it. I put tons of time into fixing it. And when it was done it looked just as good. Years began to pass. The trophy would collect dust. I would push it aside to put new trophies there. I would carelessly toss it around. I chipped it and at first it hurt to look at, but eventually I didn’t care. But on that fateful day when I picked it up and threw it onto my bed, I still remember how it rolled slowly toward the edge of the bed and fell off to shatter on the wood floor below. I rushed over to it. I wanted to fix it. But it was gone. The millions of shattered pieces could never be picked up and be put together perfectly. I may be able to fix it to some extent, but it’ll never look the same.
People are fragile. I’m finally starting to learn this. I tend to be fairly careless with my friends and family. Either I’m tossing them all over the place or I’m leaving them to collect dust. I don’t see people as these fragile human beings. I’m trying to treat them like a machine that you push buttons on, slam against a wall, and then expect it to work. We have emotions. We have thoughts. We have memories. We believe things. We love. We like. We trust. We fear. People sway from one thing to another. At times I’m amazed by how much people change just from week to week.
One thing that has surprised me is how many Christians are rude and cruel. I wonder why they call themselves Christians. (A new commandment I give to you, that you love one another: just as I have loved you, you also are to love one another. ~ John 13:34) Christ showed the ultimate act of love by dying for those that killed him. Too many people want to defend themselves up one street and down another. They don’t want to die for others. It’s about winning the debate. I understand there is a place for debates. But that doesn’t mean because you debate someone that you detest them or act in an unloving manner toward them. It’s an utter disgrace that love is not shown between Christians. It seems even the world can pull off a fakey looking love between each other, why can’t we truly love one another? We have a real motivation to love. But do we?
If I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am become sounding brass, or a clanging cymbal. ~ 1 Corinthians 13:1