Most of you reading this
want to make a difference in the world and to leave something behind that says,
“I was here and I created something of worth.” That “something” can be a
family, a skyscraper, an artist’s opus, a business, or an orchard. Whatever the
symbol, we want it to live on after we die monumentalizing for future
generations our pursuit of incarnating our beliefs, principles, and view of
life.
With some people this desire
is ego driven: “I, Monte E Wilson, was here in all of my glory. Behold and
stand in awe!” Here, it is not a symbol of your beliefs, principles, and view
of life that you are building but an image you wish to perpetuate. The edifice
you leave behind is not inscribed with your most sacred beliefs but, rather, is
adorned with a selfie. Vanity.
Years ago I knew a
missionary whom I greatly admired. He was relentless in his pursuit of sharing
God’s love with the poor in the village where he had chosen to serve. I
remember the morning a mutual friend of ours called and told me of his death. I
was shocked, as he wasn’t even 60 years old. The first reports were that his
death was due to the enormous sacrifices he made on behalf of others. A few
months later, I was visiting his area of the world and decided to go pay my
respects to his family and co-workers. Within an hour of my arrival a different
story emerged as to the cause of his death. He was a diabetic and for years had
refused to take his insulin shots. I was told that he wanted to be seen and
remembered as a martyr. His monument was a paper-thin piece of tin inscribed
with the words, Vain Foolishness.
For people of faith, the ego
often takes on robes of false-humility and a self-flattering earnest desire to
show ourselves worthy of God. In other words we set out to justify our
existence. “Look at what I did with my life: I deserved to exist. I deserve
God’s honor, grace, and life itself!” This person sees life as a probationary
period where we seek to prove ourselves worthy … of something for which we can
never earn. Really? We think our works that must appear (at best) to the
Creator as sandcastles on the beach leave Him speechless in His awe of what we
did with our lives? “Whoa, Wilson! Okay, I give you a divine two-thumbs up. You
earned my gift to you!” Vanity of vanities: nothing but vanity.
With some personalities,
however, the robes of false-humility aren’t a good fit for their supersized
egos. No, what they put on is the armor of an angry self-righteousness. They
alone are the voice in the wilderness crying out for mankind to repent. They
alone stand for Truth, Justice, and Integrity. They walk securely in the
awareness that, while the suckers around them have succumbed to darkness, they
see the Light. Their voices are singular, distinct, and filled with the
righteous wrath of God. “I see, I know, I am correct, I matter, I am special,”
hear the ego roar! “Certainly the Almighty sees my righteous warfare for His
sake, smiles, and counts me worthy of His gift of life.” The echo of a Pharisee
whose life and prayer were seen by God as only so much chasing after wind: “God,
I thank You that I'm not like other people--greedy, unrighteous, adulterers, or
even like this tax collector!” (Luke 18.11) Vainglory.
All attempts to earn God’s
gifts are an affront to His unmerited grace. Life is a gift that we are to humbly
embrace with gratitude. The work we perform, the monuments we erect, are only
acceptable to God when done from a heart filled with thanksgiving and a desire
to be faithful to Him who has given us unworthy people such astounding gifts.
Copyright, Monte E Wilson, 2014