Obscure But Not Forgotten

“All these I have mentioned died in faith without receiving the full promises, although they saw the fulfillment as though from a distance. These people accepted and confessed that they were strangers and foreigners on this earth because people who speak like this make it plain that they are still seeking a homeland. If this was only a bit of nostalgia for a time and place they left behind, then certainly they might have turned around and returned. But such saints as these look forward to a far better place, a heavenly country. So God is not ashamed to be called their God because He has prepared a heavenly city for them” (Hebrews 11:13-16, The Voice).

I recently saw an episode of Doctor Who where the Doctor and Amy Pond were able to visit Vincent Van Gogh. One of the most poignant moments was when they took him to 2010 Paris and to a museum where many of his famous art pieces were on display. He was finally able to see and feel the immense appreciation for his life’s work.

Of course, that’s how it should have played out. In reality, he only ever sold one painting during his lifetime (and that was to a family friend). He never knew he would one day be considered one of the greatest painters the world has ever known.

I also remembered a documentary I saw about an artist named Rodriguez who was relegated to obscurity here in the States but became a phenomenon in South Africa. For years, he was working as a day laborer, unaware that he was bigger than Elvis or the Beatles to the majority of South Africans.

Some of us feel like that. We often feel forgotten and neglected and unappreciated. At times, a lot of us will wonder if any of what we did made any difference at all, even if the world would have been better off if we had ever existed.

What you do matters. People are watching. You may never know how far the ripples of your little acts of kindness will travel. You may end up touching the lives of many whom you will never meet.

Ultimately, God knows. He sees what is done in secret and rewards those who persevere without recognition. A life of faithfulness is never a wasted life.

I end with a favorite movie line from Gladiator that fits in perfectly: what we do here echoes in eternity.

 

Searching for Sugar Man (and Significance)

“Home is acceptance” (a line from the documentary, Searching for Sugar Man).

I finally got around to watching a documentary called Searching for Sugar Man. It’s a case of the truth being stranger than fiction. A man records an album back in 1970 that sells virtually no copies in America, yet a bootleg copy finds its way over to South Africa where it blows up. The man known as Rodriguez becomes a superstar on the same level as Elvis Presley or the Beatles. But no one knows who he is. In fact, most people believe he died years ago.

I love stories like that. I love rooting for the underdog. Maybe that’s why I’m drawn to most of the music I listen to which falls outside the popular radio-friendly songs most people like.

I love that Jesus loved the underdogs. He not only acknowledge them (which was polar opposite to the way most religious leaders kowtowed to those with money and influence) but went out of His way to reach out to them in love. They were the ones He chose to use in building His kingdom. They were the first evangelists and missionaries and apologists.

In the documentary, it shows the man Rodriguez ended up doing manual construction labor with no clue as to how insanely popular he was in South Africa. I wonder how many will never know how far the ripple effect from their daily random acts of kindness goes. I wonder how many realize that there’s a cloud of witnesses watching and rooting specifically for them as they run their race.

I love how Rodriguez finally realized his dream of playing in front of a packed stadium of adoring fans. It took much longer than he would have imagined it could take. In fact, his dream was so long in coming that he had probably all but given up on it.

I love how God’s promises are never slow or delayed (at least not in His eyes). All of them arrive right on time. None of them are in vain. Every one that He spoke– even the ones that still await fulfillment– are as certain as if they were written in the past tense.

So I do recommend Searching for Sugar Man. I also recommend maybe once in a while  checking out artists that might be a little obscure. For me, the reward is always worth the little extra effort to find them out.