Mikela and I have been spending a lot of time together these past few weeks. I’m constantly amazed by her creative thinking and the way she expresses and processes her feelings.
We were listening to the radio and a song came on called Cool Kids. Mikela began to explain that she was happy she didn’t have to compete with the kids in the states to be cool. She told me there is so much pressure to have the best iPhone, shoes, clothes, bike, or even perfume. She told me she wouldn’t want to go to a school in the states because she would have to work too hard to fit in.
Mikela: In Haiti people don’t really care what clothes you wear and it doesn’t even matter if your phone works. You can just pretend to talk on it even if it’s dead and no one judges. Really to be cool all you need is a goat or a donkey and it doesn’t even matter what they look like. Everyone in Haiti knows everybody whether you are cool or not. When I walk down the street everyone knows my name. Even my enemies call my name.
As I began to reflect on our conversation I kept thinking about what she said – “Even my enemies call my name”.
I like to think I’m pretty sociable and pretty transparent…often to my detriment. I used to trust just about anyone and would share the depths of my heart to those who seemed to genuinely care.
If you call my name – I will respond…I will offer a listening ear…..a word of advice…a warm hug… a tearful sigh… a prayer on your behalf.
My dad used to share a story about a bird who was flying during a winter storm and it was really cold outside. The bird landed by an old barn and while it was ready to die a cow “plopped on it”. (I think you know what I mean).
The bird thought this is going to be how I die – what a way to go. But because of the cow’s plop the bird’s feathers thawed out and his life was actually saved.
The next morning the bird realized he had survived the terrifying experience. There was a pond by the barn where the bird could clean itself. As he began to bathe he was tweeting away about the horrible thing that had just happened to him.
There was a tomcat sleeping in the barn and he heard the bird tweeting. He sympathetically called the bird over to the barn and offered him a listening ear, several slices of bread, and a warm place to stay. After the bird was clean, full, and laying on the hay – the tomcat ate it.
So what’s the moral of the story? Well….if you will follow with me here….Not everyone who plops on you is your enemy. And not everyone who calls your name is your friend. And if you do feel plopped on….keep your beak shut! lol!!
There are many things out there calling our name – fighting for our attention – begging for a listening ear or even offering one – promising protection – love – and comfort. It can be really easy to let your guard down and walk down a road you never meant to set foot on because you simply responded to the calling of your name.
But as Mikela pointed out…even the enemy calls out your name.
1 Peter 5:8New Living Translation (NLT)
8 Stay alert! Watch out for your great enemy, the devil. He prowls around like a roaring lion, looking for someone to devour.
Sounds a lot like the tomcat in that story right? Satan is sneaky and a master manipulator. Satan knows your name, but he calls you by your sin. Jesus knows your sin, but he calls you by your name.
Jesus and His true followers will never ask you to go against His word or tempt you into sin. You need to be very careful to who and what you respond to.
Wait. What’s that? Huh? I think I hear someone calling your name…..
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