I answered then read other people’s answers.
Later in the day, I picked up my Alamo cup, the one with the Davy Crockett quote, “You may all go to hell and I will go to Texas.”
Love that cup.
Love that quote.
At some point, before I took my first sip, a thought hit me. The Alamo cup and every song choice on my playlist held value in my eyes for the same reason. They connected me with someone I loved.
My wife, my son, and my mother each influenced my answers to Jon’s question. My son bought the Alamo cup in the souvenir shop of the famous Texas shrine. I’ve got an eclectic cup collection and would be crushed if I broke one (in fact, was crushed when I dropped my Texas Born-Texas Proud cup that Ellen gave me a few years ago). They represent friends who know I like a bold cup of coffee in the morning.
Here’s what I think.
Things have no intrinsic value.
Yeah, I know. I’m such a deep thinker. But let’s apply that statement to some things in your life …
… like your home, your car, your home entertainment system, your bank account, your portfolio, your degree, your dental floss (which I tend to forget I even have). You can go through your life, your collections, your lists, and whatever else where stuff would be included and you’ll find each item has no real value in itself.
You can include your church and your faith in that list. Alone, set apart from relationship, they’re worthless.
Relationships add in the value to everything. In fact, I would take that statement one step further. The quality of the relationship involved determines the value of the thing associated with the relationship.
Okay, I’ll take one area as an example—church life (because I’m all about a vital faith in Jesus Christ expressed in community, i.e. church!).
When I say church, you have an emotional response.
You shine. “Oh, I love church.”
You shrug. “Yeah, so what’s the big deal?”
You shrink. “I hate church.”
I’ll guarantee your response is determined by one simple thing, the quality of your relationship with the folks within the church.
And if you don’t have quality relationships, then you might be tempted to reverse the order of what to value. As one 14-year-old girl sagely wrote, “[T]he reason the world is in chaos is because things are being loved and people are being used.”
We love things.
We use people.
So how can we get our thinking straightened out?
The obvious answer is to gain God’s perspective and focus on John 3:16, “For God so loved the world …” “The world”, in this case, means people, not things.
But may I offer a one-size-fits-all suggestion.
Why thank you. So here it is.
Use things to love people.
To the point.
(And those three statements make a nice little set of stairs. You looked, didn’t you? And you said, “Oh, yeah. They do.”)
I think of two specific steps to take in order to apply, “Use things to love people.”
First, let the things you have remind you of the people you love. Like I noted, my Alamo cup reminds me of my son. When I’m sipping coffee, I think of Daniel. When I think of Daniel, I pray for him. I use the thing to love the person.
Second, let the things you have serve the people you love. Whether cars, saucepans, homes, or money in the bank, things can be used in a number of ways. Cars can take us on a joy ride or they can take a friend in need to the doctor. Saucepans can sit in cupboards or make a soup for the neighbor. Homes can shelter us from the weather or provide the destination for friends to gather and share stories. Money can sit in the bank or it can buy a special gift to celebrate a friend’s big moment.
I’m not advocating irresponsible spending or only focusing your resources on others, but, if you’re like me, you need to be reminded that life is more than the clothes you wear and the food you eat. Life is lived best when the things I have serve the people I love.
Randy Pausch in The Last Lecture (a book I’d highly recommend) tells the story of picking up his niece and nephew in his just-off-the-dealership’s-parking-lot car. When Randy’s sister, the children’s mother, told them to be careful while in Uncle Randy’s new car, he opened a can of pop and poured the contents out on a seat. He wanted to demonstrate to big sister that he valued her kids, not his car. He loved them. He used it.
I’m curious. What thing in your life has more value because of the relationship it represents? I’m also curious about something else. What best describes your church relationship—shine, shrug, or shrink?
The Karstenkaz’s “God Doesn’t Want to Use You”
On YouTube “The Power of Words”
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