We all have our preferences in life, our favorite and not so favorite things. We have a soft corner and liking for certain people as compared to the others. Somehow, we feel they bring out the best in us and we can relate to them more easily than to the others. There is something about them that draws us towards them. It is part of human nature and really nothing to feel so guilty about.
I was recently asked by a friend if I enjoyed writing articles or poems. The truth is that I prefer writing poems to articles because somehow, articles are serious stuff, I have to be responsible about what I write. But, poems is something else… I can actually caress each word that I write and have so many subtle meanings behind each word. It brings out my inner emotions and feelings to the fullest.
If we look back from the time of the Old Testament, there have been various instances of favoritism. Rebecca favored her son Jacob over Esau. Jacob favored his wife Rachael over Leah, John was the favorite disciple of Jesus. God himself favored Abel’s offering as compared to Cain’s though it was not his offering that he disapproved of but Cain’s wayward nature.
Today’s second reading from the book of Hebrews (12:22-24) says that everyone is a first born son and citizen of Heaven where are names are written; when we gather for the great festival of the whole church in the new heavenly Jerusalem with millions of angels and God as the supreme judge in a new covenant with the blood of Christ.
It reminds me of a story I read a long time ago of an estranged family where the son and daughter meet after many years at their mother’s funeral.
The priest hands each of them a letter penned by their mother at the end of the service. The daughter reads her letter where the mother has carefully poured out in words her love and affection, pointing out the beautiful traits of her daughter. At the end, she had signed the letter with the words; “I loved you best.”
The son seated at the other end of the church, too opens his letter with a similar message of how his mother admired his unique qualities and caring ways. This letter too, was signed with the words; “I loved you best.”
Sounds diplomatic! But this is the reality of how we all are viewed in the eyes of God, he admires each of our different traits, qualities and talents.
We may be of different race, color and nation but He loves each one of us with the same intensity to the point where He can tell each one of us individually when He awards our citizenship in Heaven at the end of our journey that; “I loved you best.”
We too have to respond with the same fervor and reciprocate this love with a true signage from our hearts, so that we can also tell our dear God; “I loved you best.”