It’s an incredible marketing campaign, that Dos Equis Most Interesting Man bonanza, and if that’s what it takes to remind ourselves in a non-threatening way that we are the living, breathing manifestations of perfection, I’m all for it. Let’s set aside the social commentary about the way the message is dressed up, and the product it is selling, and for just a moment savor the delight that is engendered when a character is willing to state an audacious truth about himself.
I love it. I love the thought of parallel parking a train, and I love the thought of sharing inside jokes with people I’ve never met. I love the humorous prod towards accepting we are all, deep down, a rampant delight. I think we really do share an inside joke with people we’ve never met. The joke is that we’ve never met. The joke, which isn’t always all that funny in our world, is that something has gone horribly wrong. The punchline is the subtle memory we all have, the power of which we have yet to claim, that horrible is the product of a flawed perspective, and Reality is far greater than we have dared imagine.
Here’s another joke: Jesus walks into a room full of executioners who tell him they’ll spare his life if he’ll just admit he’s been over-selling himself. Sure, he’s a good guy who means well, but this Son of God business is a little over the top. Frankly, it’s creating a bit of social havoc, and the proletariate is getting feisty. There’s a line here, and you crossed it, Son, and let’s just be clear, we all know you don’t really believe it, right? So just admit it, so we don’t have to kill you.
Jesus can’t do it. Won’t do it. He states an audacious truth about himself, and then extends the audacious claim to every one in every realm in every world of every kingdom that has been or ever will be. The room either got really loud or really quiet- I’m not sure which, but the world has never been the same since. Such is the power of standing on Truth.
This blog is the product of that moment. I like to think about that. Please don’t misunderstand and think I mean that there is anything special about this blog. It is a simple person’s effort to cozy up to the Truth, to take a dip in it as often as I can, hopefully sharing an inside joke with a few friends along the way. But the connection cannot and should not be denied. This moment is the product of That Moment, and so are countless other expressions of Love. Legion thoughts of peace, blossoming inside of hearts everywhere, have their roots in Moments like That One.
The challenge we face is this: perfection must be claimed. We are called to accept what is true about ourselves, a truth we neither created nor established, an inheritance for which we can never prove our worthiness. I haven’t parallel parked a train in quite some time, and I’m freaked out half the time that the inside joke people are really sharing with me is that deep down I screwed up somewhere along the way, so at times it does have the ring of utter nonsense to state that we’re all living, breathing manifestations of perfection. Other times, in quiet places we don’t talk about, my heart whispers otherwise. Jesus gently reminds us in A Course in Miracles and in A Course of Love that accepting the world’s evidence over the calling of our own hearts is insanity.
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Once, the world’s evidence was piling up, and my heart convinced me to ask Him the world’s most interesting question. I did, and Jesus answered. So you see, now I really am in a jam, because eventually I’m going to have to stop this charade of mulling over His Answer… Eventually I’m going to have to quench this thirst once and for all… Meanwhile, he won’t stop ribbing me about this crazy Joke we all share…