My wife and I recently babysat my seven-year-old niece and five-year-old nephew. My nephew pretty much schooled me in how to perform complicated actions on his PlayStation 3…at five years old. I couldn’t rewind a VHS tape properly at the age of five. Aside from gaming time for the fellas and crafting time for the girls, we also watched Honey I Shrunk The Kids. Talk about a classic piece of cinema.
Through the course of the movie we see a quartet of children get shrunk by the whacky father’s invention—spoiler alert, in case the plot was too thinly veiled by the title—and subsequently embark on a journey across their front lawn in order to return home. The adventure is fraught with danger due to the fact that the children are now smaller than insects. Ordinary and often over-looked things suddenly became monstrously large and threaten the children’s very lives. Cue the frightening scenes with lawnmowers and jurassic-sized scorpions.
In the movie the kids come across Anty. This oddly adorable creature is just your average old ant, but thanks to the shrink-ray, he towers over each child like a dinosaur over a caveman. The kids try to slay him to absolutely no avail, and ultimately end up befriending him while sharing a cream-filled oatmeal cookie that’s the size of a house. Anty helps carry them through a leg of their journey and becomes a very cherished character that sacrifices himself to protect the children. I almost cried seeing this again as a 30-year-old man.
Hold the phone here. We’re talking about an ant. I crush them with fierce prejudice when I see a few scouts in my kitchen. Not in this house, little crumb suckers. Get your food somewhere else. But, in this fantastical movie world where humans are put on the same playing field as insects, the characters personalize this creature. They don’t see a pest that might inconvenience them in a barely noticeable way. They are confronted with something they can’t ignore or crush on a whim. They are forced to see something bigger.
I was suddenly hit with a flood of thoughts. What do I pass by every day without noticing? What situations do I completely overlook simply because I think I am big enough to step over them? What would happen if I was no longer the biggest thing in my world?
There are situations we are put in every day where we could help someone in need, but we just have so much going on, don’t we? You’ve got, like, 20 shows queued on Netflix that aren’t going to watch themselves. You have grocery shopping to do and books to read on your Kindle. You’re busy, and it’s not your problem when a facebook friend shares a status about going through something rough. How could you possibly help? You click the “like” button and move on. You have your own problems. You mentally give the finger to the jerk tailgating you on your way to work. You scoff at the pregnant girl in the grocery store when you notice she doesn’t have a wedding ring. Jokes are made about that weirdo in your office—the one who reminds everyone of Milton from Office Space—and you join in, afraid that defending him will ostracize you from the group.
How quickly we go from being loving Christians to the self-absorbed kings and queens of our own lives. How quickly we forget the way Jesus lived. How easily we push aside the very same people Christ focused His time and energy on. We are great at loving our families, our friends, co-workers, and the kids in our church’s youth groups, but what on earth do we do to love the un-loved? How do we help people with severe needs? And we can’t even try to justify it by calling it a time or money issue. Jesus didn’t go around handing black American Express cards to the prostitutes and lepers. He invested himself. He freely gave genuine smiles and encouraging embraces to the downtrodden and broken. Jesus wasn’t too big for anyone or anything, and nobody’s problems were beneath his notice.
We need to pray every day that God would help us shrink ourselves. If we see God for who He really is, if we fully grasp how much bigger He is than everything on Earth, shouldn’t that mean that we are all ants to Him? And yet, He loves. And yet, He cares.
If you have the means to read these words now, you are blessed beyond measure in this world. Shrink yourself. Give the small things in your world the attention God gives us, who are so much smaller than Him. And if your current season of life is raining down hardship and troubles, may the people around you not be so big that they step over you without noticing your tears.