Standing Naked in the Mirror

My first visit to Romania had a profound effect on me. Our group came from Germany, the United States, Great Britain and South Africa. It was culture shock for all of us.


We saw beggars and street people and we saw poverty in a way I never dreamed of growing up in South Carolina.

This is where I learned about non-people. These are people who have no identification papers which means they cannot go to school, they cannot hold a real job, and they have no nationality. Without these papers they are a non-person.


Our orientation lecture warned us against giving money or anything to the beggars. We were warned they would surround us or try to pickpocket us or steal from us. The warning scared us to the point of us against them.


One lady with a terribly soft heart looking at these poor children could not follow the guidance to the letter so she gave them chewing gum. We watched the children walk way chewing this gum like… well… children. At that point, we saw them not as the enemy trying to steal from us or take advantage of us but as CHILDREN. We suddenly remembered why we came to Romania. I owe Sylvia Davenport more than anyone will ever know. That one act of kindness,  changed the Mission trip. 


At the end of that Mission trip and each Mission trip since I have done the standing naked in the mirror speech.

I was allowed to speak at a Youth Camp that I had attended for years. I also had the honor of being the final speaker one hour before we headed home. Over the years I watched some really great speakers try to make that one last point. The kids never really get their minds around one last sermon.  I decided to end the camp with "Standing Naked in the Mirror", this is how it goes.


I think about the street children of Bucharest, Romania. Street children are born without papers. This means they are children without an education, without a country, and in many ways without hope. So here is what I want you to do…


Close your eyes... imagine you are standing naked in a mirror.


Take away all your possessions; your computer, your cell phone, your iPods, your TVs, and your clothes. Now take away your education… take away your citizenship… take away your future plans… take away your parents and all of their possessions, education, and security. Take everything away your have earned or acquired…


Tell me what do you see standing in the mirror…


Can I tell you how many times I have heard in a low sad voice, “nothing”. This is such a sad answer.  Almost always it is one of the most popular of the kids but who knows how many are saying the same thing in their head. It is sad that these people see this as who they are. They are what they own or where they are from, or what they know, or what they hope their future will be.


This is the the good news! That person standing in the mirror with all that stripped away is the person God sent His Son to die for. Jesus did not come for our clothes or our possessions or our education or our nationality or our future plans, He came for that NAKED person standing in that mirror. He loves us so much He sent Jesus to die for us so He could spend eternity with us. That is what all of us are worth to GOD, to Yahweh, to the Creator of the Universe.


He did all of this for that NAKED person standing in that mirror.

Why?

Why did God bless me so?

Why did He give me the family He gave me?

Why did He give me the Spouse that helps me to be a better person?

Why did He allow me to be born in a country that has food, clean water, religious freedom, and the freedom to allow me to succeed?

Why did God give me good health and a strong body?

Why did God give me a pretty good mind and a curiosity to search out answers?

Why did He give me a love for His word and Him; to want to know more but not settling for the Church answer?

Why did I get these blessings?

Why was the little girl born to the parents with AIDs?

Why was she born in a village that did not have clean water?

Why will she be left to fend for herself when they die?

Why will she not be able to get an education?

Why is it that there is no one to teach her the love of Jesus?

Why would she believe if they did being born into the life she was born into?

Why do I not believe deeper being born into the life I was born into?