Monthly Archives: February 2011

A person’s a person no matter…


Dr. Seuss is one of my all time favorite authors. I don’t care how many books by famous theologians I read, I always come back to the simple child-like truths expressed in his books.

The other day I was reading “Horton Hears a Who” by Dr. Seuss to Holland. In short, the book is about an elephant, Horton, who hears a whole city on a speck of dust and sets out to save them. The other creatures in his jungle think he is crazy and try and destroy the speck because they cannot see or hear the people living there. But, Horton continues to insist throughout the book, “a person’s a person, no matter how small,” he listens to them and makes it his mission to protect them.

Holland loves saying, “a person’s a person no matter how small,” and every time we reach that phrase we say it in unison.

The thing that strikes me about the Who’s is that they are not only small, they do not have a voice. They are not being heard.

What is comforting to me is that no matter how small we feel on this earth or how many injustices we encounter or how many times we feel as if our voice is being silenced: God is listening, he cares and he is there to protect us.

When I read that book I am reminded of Psalm 139:13-16

“For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.”

God knows us from before the moment of conception and He stays with us throughout our lives… we are all precious to Him: born and unborn, poor and wealthy, disabled and able bodied, high IQ or low IQ, no matter your race, ethnicity, hair color, weight… you are precious to God.

A person is a person no matter.




I have strange children in some ways. My daughter has always been happy to go to bed. She is almost three and she will tell me, “I am tired now, I need to go to bed.” And I take her to bed and she thanks me. My nine month old is the same way, with the exception of the full sentence request. He loves to sleep and will give me all the cues that he is tired. I lay him down and he goes to sleep.

I think that most adults have yet to learn the lesson that my nine month old and two year old have already learned. God wants us to rest.

How often do I work and work to the point of being physically, emotionally and spiritually exhausted? How often do I neglect playing with my children and my time with the Lord because of the laundry, bills, housework and everything else that is necessary but not urgent.

Matthew 11:28 says, “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.” Jesus didn’t just mean physical rest, he was talking about the kind of rest that can only come from Him. The kind of rest our soul longs for.

God rested…

Genesis 2:2 “By the seventh day God had finished the work he had been doing; so on the seventh day he rested from all His work. Then God blessed the seventh day and made it holy, because on it He rested from all of the work of creating that He had done.”

He took a sabbath and rested. Not only did He rest, he made the day of rest holy. He made it very clear that we must rest in Him, that we must take a break from our work to reconnect with our family, our friends and most importantly God.

As many excuses as I like to make for why I cannot take a break or why I do not make time for the Lord I need to remember… God took a rest.

So why do I think I can survive without one?