Invisibility


A man who believes he is invisible walks into a doctor’s office and asks to be seen.  The secretary, after conferring with the doctor announces, “I’m sorry, he can’t see you right now.”

Now all of this would be funny but in some ways the anecdote above addresses some of the problems facing today’s society.

If you are a small potato on the world scene one of the best ways to survive is for you NOT to stick out.  In short, you become invisible.

To remain invisible you appear compliant: you never make ‘trouble’:  you blend in:  you conform to the rules and to the institutions:  you become nothing more than a factory cog:  you are invisible to the police without blemish and the list goes on.

In fact, it becomes so bad we come to the point where we fail to know our neighbor or be involved within the community at all.  Taken this to extremes we have even reached the point where many parents don’t even really know their kid.  Out of sight, out of mind.

Mostly feeling powerless, we shrink ourselves and hunch ourselves over, bent as if we were completely powerless.  The idea behind this is—no one will assail a person who appears harmless, devoid of power.

Even in church, we possess the type of personalities whereas no one really even knows we are there.  And obviously, we are the same with God.  If we are careful, then God won’t see us in order to correct us.

No, we don’t do any harm, but then again, we fail to accomplish any good either.  We are chameleons, learning to morph into any background without being discovered.

To that effect, we brag about how no one takes offense to anything we do.  They don’t take offense because in truth, no one even knows we are alive.

We talk alone, sing alone, walk alone, suffer along and live in fear—all alone.  In this way, we believe we are not exposed to the elements that can harm us.

Much of this is even taught within our schools.  We sit in lined up desk, much like a factory assembled conveyer belt, looking much the same as everyone else with absolutely no individuality. In so doing, we are referred to as ‘good students’ who never cause any problems.

And in the process of failing to think, to feel, to breathe our own air, we soon project and harbor the dead emotions of those committed to an asylum.

The opposite life is promised by Jesus. Jesus promises to grant us LIFE.

And life means to quicken the dead where we’ll create a ruckus where at least the world will know we are alive.

To that degree, we no longer blend in.  We become outward, reaching out for other people, to know others and to provide service to others because of the goodness of the life that is within us.

The idea here is that we are no longer worthless objects within a corrupt world.  The notion is that our presence has meaning to us and to others.  And when that happens, we have feelings that are alive.  We have a spirit and emotions that are vibrant and healthy and a being that promotes growth for all.

There is no virtue in becoming invisible.  We are not to be lonely and isolated, but separate insomuch only that we invite people within our life to share that life.

The end result is that we are prominent.  We project power as we are willing to give from the inner core of ourselves.  Finally, we can attest that while we might not be perfect, we are there—we are proud and we are no long invisible to the entire world.

 

 

 

 

 

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One thought on “Invisibility

  1. I love talking to people and to the bain of my children who shrink from my interaction with strangers. I know I am richer from the experience. I am very open about my trials and often get odd looks from people when I share. I have found people rather admire when I share my flaws openly as they may find we’re all really not so different after all

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