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This is one of my favorite t-shirts from the nice folk at Mental Floss. http://www.mentalfloss.com
Mental Floss makes my family’s favorite board game creatively entitled, “Mental Floss”. We like it better than Trivial Pursuit, a game my family refuses to play with me unless they get to ask sports questions. Always, exclusively, sports questions, and I do not know any answers to that subject. I have learned that by saying “Ty Cobb” [ I do not know who that is] I get one right once in a while and really frustrate them. I excel at trivia because I have always been a reader. I was sick a lot as a kid, hence the lack of sports knowledge, and amused myself in the pre-video game, three channel days by reading.
So I ended up knowing a lot. My dad called me a “walking encyclopedia of useless information”. My eclectic self education made me stick out in class at school, not as far as I stuck out in gym, [Never ask a gym teacher for a set of written rules for basketball or baseball], teachers loved me or hated me. I was that kid you hated in geography who had read every issue of National Geographic from 1920 on. I was the one in social studies who new about the Hottentots, the one in English Lit. who enjoyed Beowulf.
Having knowledge without wisdom or even maturity is like having a full tank of gas in a sail boat, nice to have but of no earthly use. I argued with anybody that would listen that Pluto was not a planet. In my far less than humble opinion, Pluto just didn’t have the chops, it was a wandering ice ball. And now after all these years, I have been proven right! So what. I value “being right” less than I once did. There was a time in my life I would rather be ‘right than relational’. That is a psych term that means someone will burn their friendship with you before backing down on something when convicted of an issue.
I should not feel too bad about this, it seems it is the Christian way. Pick an issue, infant baptism, divorce, tongues, authority of the local church, Calvinism or the color to paint the lobby. Christians divide. So when we stand before the Great White Throne and Jesus Himself says,”I gave you two rules, love God , love each other, how do you think you did?” we will be able to answer, ” Lord, I never baptised anybody under five, I never remarried a divorced person, I pray in English, nobody told my church what to do, Once Saved Always Saved, and the lobby is a pleasing peach, although we had to throw Sister Emma out of the church over that one.” Do you think it will matter at that point? Are those answers to His questions?
I have fought over many things. I always said in school there are 6 continents. Europe and Asia are one continent and Genghis Khan proved it. I have fought for what I thought was right in church. Biblio-idolatry and legalism are not Christianity. Christ proved it. But now I am getting to an age, or stage where I would rather be relational than right. There are still some things I will hang onto, the pillars of the faith, but there are more and more issues that even if I will not agree with you, I will smile, nod and do my best to love you.
Being right matters less these days. Seven continents, six continents, who cares. Nine planets, eight planets, I still need to do my laundry on Monday. There will be rewards in heaven, crowns I am told. I doubt we will earn them by the correctness of our positions. I will bet I’m right.
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