Un

I had my first experience with un when I was about 8.

Accompanied by her mother, my best friend Keisha and I went to see a movie on a cold January afternoon.

The film was stupid and I remember not really wanting to see it. But it was her birthday and what the birthday girl wants, the best friend does to make her happy.

While leaving the movie, a man approached Keisha’s mother, gushing over how gorgeous Keisha was.

I could have easily been her daughter, too.

But the praise didn’t go to me.

It went to her.

The encounter was brief but I recall watching them interact while I thought to myself,

 

Why didn’t he say I was pretty?

 

That’s the day I first met un and carried it home in my lap.

The slight made me crawl within myself and feel less.

Not beautiful.

Not worthy.

Just…not.

Perhaps that’s why one of the things I love most about Jesus is His policy on un.

What the world sees as necessary He deems unimportant.

What the world sees as unessential he deems priceless.

He handpicks those who carry the un and takes it away.

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My dear friends, remember what you were when God chose you. The people of this world didn’t think that many of you were wise. Only a few of you were in places of power, and not many of you came from important families. But God chose the foolish things of this world to put the wise to shame. He chose the weak things of this world to put the powerful to shame. What the world thinks is worthless, useless, and nothing at all is what God has used to destroy what the world considers important.

-1 Corinthians 1:27-28

 

 

 

 

 

 

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