A Matter Of Perspective
From the stands came in unison the shout ATL..ATL..ATL. With a 28-3 lead the people of Atlanta were ecstatic. I was proud of my city. Standing next to the team on the sidelines I saw firsthand the elated expressions of the player’s faces. Atlanta was on the way to an amazing Super Bowl victory. As the fourth quarter began I started receiving text messages from around the country. Uh oh. The wheels were coming off. Something was going wrong. Then it happened. Total collapse. A stinging defeat. From the highest highs to the lowest lows in just minutes.
The text from my daughter started with a big “BOO!” She then expressed how awful everyone must have felt. Well, the Falcons certainly did. Watching them walk off the field was the perfect picture of dejection. Meredith wanted to know how I felt. Disappointed. But that was about it. I couldn’t get emotionally involved. Not after what I had seen each day as I looked out my window on the 17th floor of the hotel in which I was staying in the Houston Medical Center…the largest in the world.
From my window I gazed out on Texas Children’s Hospital. I don’t know how many rooms it contains but it incorporates three 20-25 story buildings connected by a massive five story complex. Needless to say, it is full of sick children and those trying to care for them. Every time I looked out at the hospital I prayed. I prayed for those children and their families. I got emotionally involved. The picture is still in my mind.
So it is all a matter of perspective. I always prefer for my team to win. But it just doesn’t matter. Other things matter. People matter. Lives matter. Salvation matters. And children matter. Scripture says Jesus put a little child in his arms and said, “Anyone who welcomes a little child like this on my behalf welcomes me, and anyone who welcomes me welcomes my Father who sent me.” (Mark 9:37)
There is not a lot you and I can do for the children currently in the Texas hospital. There is much we can do for the children who are in this community and in this church. They are important to Jesus and their importance to us reflects on our relationship with God. I hope they are more important to you than a victory or a defeat. They certainly are to Jesus.