I love the comics. The Wash. Post has a pretty good comics section. The Charlotte Observer has a fair section. I read them all including the ones that are clearly not meant for my age. One of those that Suzy gives me grief for reading is the “Family Circus.” In it, one of the young children has an imaginary friend who’s called “not me.” In the Family Circus, “not me” gets blamed for knocking over the cookie jar, tracking mud into the house, and breaking the occasional lamp, for starters.
Well in the world of the unlikeliest “not me” has a different personality. “Not me” is the person who is always receiving God’s call and when we see an injustice or are nudged in a certain direction we discover our imaginary friend – “not me.” Surely it’s “not me” who is qualified, it’s “not me who needs to act, and it’s “not me” who sees the injustice clearly. We are like all the characters in the Bible who when told to do something by God have a first reaction of “not me.”
I think it’s the devil who gives us each the words – “not me” – as part of our vocabulary, and then helps us engage our rationalization factory to justify our response. On this Friday meditate on trying to tell our favorite imaginary friend – “not me” to “get behind me Satan.” To eliminate the negative combination “not me” from our vocabulary, and replace it with “tell me what you would have me do, Lord.” The World would be a much better and peaceful place.