“…a great multitude, which no man could number…stood before the throne, and before the Lamb.” There is only a singe Face that stands out in Heaven. All the rest are a sea of faces. He is one above many, not one among many. There are no solos in Heaven, just a great choir. We will be, as the saying goes, “a little fish in a big pond,” or, like a small pebble in a big ocean. In Glory, all will be “just one of the guys.” So we might as well get used to it now.
The most important part of maturing is growth from self-centeredness. One is not mature until he or she has both the ability and willingness to see themselves as one among many. We are each special to Him, but no more so than the most insignificant saint. C.S. Lewis writes, “I would prefer to combat the ‘I’m special’ feeling, not by the thought I’m no more special than anyone else, but by the feeling, ‘Everyone is as special as me.’”
A person wrapped up in his or her self makes a small package.
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