For several years I have been known in legal terms as an “insider”. The definition is primarily legal, pertaining to my potential access to information that, if known to potential investors, could influence the buying and selling of company equity. For the most part I cannot imagine what I know that others cannot ascertain from the outside. Our strengths and weaknesses seem obvious. The telltales are there for the observation and analysis. People talk. Stories abound. It should be so obvious. Yet many still do not know the story.
For most of my life I have been known as a Christian “insider”. My parents were Christians. The schools I attended were, for the most part, Christian. My friends attended church, at least a few times each year. I grew up believing everyone knew the stories. I assumed the ideas, concepts, and principles of my childhood were laid out for all. There was no excuse for confusion. Everything was in black and white. Variations were merely a choice.
As I move from childhood into some form of adulthood I realize my assumptions of what others knew and understood was, and is, at best na?ve. They truly don’t know what is going on inside the company where I work. The obvious stories are not. The blatant indicators are masked and hidden. People don’t know the story. My knowledge could change markets. It isn’t much different. I look around and find few who recognize the God I call friend. It isn’t their fault. In most cases there has been scant opportunity to see, know, and experience. There are several alternatives. I can consider them as mere vessels to be manipulated, a form of servitude. On the other hand I could trust their humanity because of the creator.
When I reflect on the opportunity and risks, the answer is clear. “I'm no longer calling you servants because servants don't understand what their master is thinking and planning. No, I've named you friends because I've let you in on everything I've heard from the Father.” (John 15.15) We’re in this together.
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