"Seeing" the Savior
Regis NicollRegis Nicoll is a Centurion of The Chuck Colson Center for Christian Worldview. He spent 30 years as a nuclear specialist, and is now a freelance writer who writes on current issues from a Christian perspective. His work regularly appears on BreakPoint online and SALVO magazine among other places. Regis also teaches and speaks on a variety of worldview topics, covering everything from Sharing the Gospel in a Postmodern Generation to String Theory. He currently serves as lay pastor of Hamilton Anglican Fellowship (www.hamiltonaf.org) in Chattanooga, Tennessee.
- 2009 Dec 19
One of my favorite films over the last several years is Finding Neverland. Based on the life of Peter Pan author, James Barrie, the story follows Barrie's friendship with Sylvia Davies and her four young boys.
During their initial meeting, the boys ask Barrie how he makes a living. With their brother Peter diverted elsewhere, Barrie glances at his dog and replies:
"Well, currently, I make my living entertaining princes and their courts with my trained bear, Porthos. If you command your brother, Peter, to join us, I am willing to give you just such a performance."
"Very well," the boys reply, as Peter reluctantly redirects his attention.
"Now...I want you to pay particular attention to the teeth. Some unscrupulous trainers will show you a bear whose teeth have all been pulled, while other cowards will force the brute into a muzzle. Only the true master would attempt these tricks without either measure of safety."
"This is absurd," snaps Peter. "It's just a dog."
"Just a dog"? "Just"? Porthos, don't listen to him. Porthos dreams of being a bear and you want to dash those dreams by saying he's "just a dog"? What a horrible, candle-snuffing word. That's like saying, "He can't climb that mountain, he's just a man." Or, "That's not a diamond, it's just a rock."
"Fine then. Turn him into a bear...if you can."
"With those eyes, my bonny lad, I'm afraid you'd never see it."
I've known people, like young Peter, who are afflicted with a special kind of glaucoma—one that impairs its victims from seeing beyond physical appearances. For them, "just" is a hammer—a dream-squashing utterance that reduces the extraordinary to the ordinary, the significant to the insignificant, the sacred to the profane: "She's just a clerk." "It's just a clump of cells." "It's just a part of our evolutionary heritage." "It's just a myth." It's a word that was used against the most significant person to ever walk the earth... Continue reading here.