"There are no ordinary people, you have never talked to a mere mortal...But our merriment must be of that kind (and it is, in fact, the merriest kind) which exists between people who have, from the outset, taken each other seriously - no flippancy, no superiority, no presumption.”
This luxurious expression of God's glory and creativity could have grown, bloomed, and died without anyone ever seeing it, and it would have fulfilled it's very purpose, to display and please the Creator. That being so, I am convicted of two true things:
1. If my whole existence is wrapped up in catching the child jumping into my arms and returning her cuddles, giving her worth and affirming the glorious person she is, taking her seriously, then I have done well.
2. She, this blooming flower, matters. She, and every small or big person that God has put in every corner of his beautiful world is an expression of his glory and it matters not if anyone knows their name or their existence, because they exist in their perfectly created state to bring joy to their Creator. My role in this perfect order is to see, affirm and rejoice in every blossom that I have the privilege to behold.
I am especially reminded of this on today, October 15, when my little sister, Leah Watkin, is turning 41. Her beauty is unparalleled and I'm so thankful for the invaluable lessons on the importance of one soul that I've learned from being her sister. It's actually hard to NOT take Leah "seriously," as C.S. Lewis says. Her extraordinary ability to see and accept a person without justification of their worthiness of that gift has made me tender to others and to my Creator. She is a flower that has bloomed in one corner and change her world, changed my world. I am deeply grateful I have had the joy of beholding her.
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