Never make a principle out of your experience; let God be as original with other people as he is with you. – Oswald Chambers
BOOM. I cringe a little bit when I read that. Yikes!
In high school (and grade school), I was not a history buff whatsoever. I actually remember cheating on a regular basis.
There were a few things I simply did get caught up in such as…
The Civil War.
HA Just kidding. Hell no. Not my scene.
What intrigued me were Harriet Tubman, Cleopatra, Native America, Christopher Columbus, and (for some very odd reason) the Boston Tea Party. Basically, anything I remember actually putting effort into learning, I was intrigued by. Unfortunately, my attention span was the size of a flea and I lacked the desire to dedicate time to such minute details that pertained nothing to the immediate moment. (But I will say Harriet Tubman is an absolute beast and when I get to Heaven someday, she will be high on my meet-n-greet list).
When I was in 5th grade, we were assigned to read what was likely the first chapter in our Social Studies book. Possibly the only chapter I attempted to digest. I tried my darndest to soak in every detail for I was determined to outsmart my best friend next to me who turned pages like she was in a church choir.
I ran into an IDEA. Boy, do I love those. I can make them into whatever I want. I can base my entire life off of them!
Exactly what I did.
The historical perspective is something I memorized and understood in its greatest detail. Pretty deep for a 10-year-old. I took the idea of making better decisions by referencing history to a whole new level. I applied it to my personal life and decided, “if I was picked on in 2nd grade for wearing bright shoes then I just won’t wear bright shoes anymore then… I will no longer be picked on!”
Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, WRONG.
“Anyone with brown hair wearing cowboy boots owning a high, shrill laugh is probably not a good friend.”
“You can never date anyone again whose name starts with a C, because remember that one time?”
Oh, I took the historical perspective and applied it to everything from that day forward all the way up until I was possibly 25!!
The obvious truth is… we can’t do this. Not only are you looking and acting like a complete loony, but this is incorrect.
Wear bright shoes no matter what anyone else thinks, befriend the brown-haired cowgirl, and date tons of people whose name starts with anything! You may be picked on or beaten down, but who cares. That’s what life is all about – loving people despite what may happen.
After all, this isn’t Corporate America, the Constitution, or the Healthcare Crisis. It’s just life! Calm yourself. I mean, geez…