Better is the one who is slighted but has a servant, Than he who honors himself but lacks bread.
Proverbs 12:9, NKJV
Slight: (v) 1.to treat as slight or unimportant : make light of
2: to treat with disdain or indifference <slight a guest>
Better is he who is treated as unimportant but has a servant, than he who creates a charade that he is important but doesn’t even have the money to buy bread. That is my paraphrase of this verse. It is quite the chastisement to me. I think this idea, of portraying oneself as more important, more successful, more creative, more eclectic, cooler, different, new, fresh, idyllic, more, more, more…This idea could be the motto of my generation. We see it all over facebook, all over pinterest. It is what we do to exalt ourselves as someone of worth. “Look at these pictures I took, I am so creative, so different, so new, so much better.” “Look at the way I decorate my house, I am so creative, so different, so new, so much better.” “Look at the way I got this job, I am so creative, so different, so new, so much better.” “Look at the way I got these friends, I am so creative, so different, so new, so much better.” Does it not ring true to you? My generation, Generation Y, as we are called, we are obsessed with being a status, obsessed with success, obsessed with becoming powerful and sexy and finding favor in everyone’s eyes. Maybe it isn’t with superficial matierialism, maybe it is with being in shape. How many times have I obsessed about how I look or how I could be the best at… or maybe it is about being the most intellectual. How many times have I found myself competing with…what? Air? Who? The strangers? In order to be the best in school. How many times have I tried to make myself known…to everyone. I’m afraid the answer is many, often, constantly. I’m afraid I lift myself up as though I am my own god.
And yet, here the wise Word say’s better is he who has what he can actually afford, who is unknown, than he who is known but cannot even keep up with what he boasts about. I have never been a person who has come from money. I have never even been a person who has come from stability. Yet, I try my hardest to appear as though I could keep up with the Joneses. I strive, and I fail. Why am I looking everywhere except above. Why am I trying to gain everything except that which I cannot lose.
O Be careful little eyes what you see. O Be careful little hands what you hold.