Cats is cats no matter where you at. Each time Mareia plucked him off he went right back.
So, I’m not going to lie, I was hardcore struggle-busing trying to figure out what God has been placing on my heart this week. I kept thinking “Oh shoot. I have to write a blog post today. It’s probably going to suck because I don’t have anything to write about.”
But then I was sitting at a food court in a mall, watching males of all ages sit and watch sports. If you switched out the soccer game on the televisions with football games, and put everybody in the context of Buffalo Wild Wings or something, and pretended everybody was speaking English, the scene was identical to one you’ve probably all encountered at least once. People cheering for sports is something that is the same the world over.
Which made me realize I did have something to write about. This blog might still suck, but at least I have a topic.
The realization is this:
People are people no matter where you are.
This actually has been something the Lord has put on my heart lately. I’ve been asked on a couple of occasions whether the children in Guatemala are any better behaved than the children in the U.S., and the answer is………no.
More specifically, the Guatemalan children are no better behaved than the children of the United States, but they’re not any worse behaved either. They’re children. That’s all. They make silly faces at each other, they antagonize their siblings, they dare their friends to do stupid things, they cry, they run, they play. The children of Guatemala may dress differently and speak a different language than the children in the U.S., but in that grand scheme of things, that’s not really all that important.
The same applies to people in general. Mothers can be seen making sure their children have lunches and backpacks on their way to school, teenage boys greet each other with fist-bumps on the bus, School girls giggle over boys and music and hair and makeup. Men give up their seats on the bus to elder and women with children while they’re on their way to work to provide for their families. Dogs want love and attention. Cats do what they want and don’t care about whether or not they’re in the way.
Most importantly though, people love each other. If there is anything at all that the Lord has impressed upon me so far, it’s that love knows no language. Demonstrations of affection are universal. You see it in the way parents hug their children, in the way couples hold hands, when people smile and greet each other with a “buenas dias” every morning. I see it in the way that people who have nothing share every thing they have.
Love is universal. God’s love is universal. These are God’s people too. He doesn’t care that they speak Spanish. That’s not even important to him. We are told that people will know we are His disciples by the love we have for one another, not by the language we speak or the way we dress.
So we are all people. We are all God’s people. Loving each other isn’t even an issue because humanity is universal. Such is life.
Isn’t it beautiful?
Sometimes even hardworking construction workers need bunny ears. Photo curtesy of Victor and Juanito.
