You’re resume is lousy

This is a blog. Amateur writing by a professional amateur.

In recent weeks, value has been a prevalent topic of discussion among friends and family.

Not monetary value. Although, that may play a part.

When one receives a gift, what is the response? I would hope, as I have seen such responses in the past, that the it is a care for both the giver, as well as the gift itself. We receive a gift, and we care for it. We spend time thinking about it, and the one who gave it to us.
What makes it good?
What makes it special?
Great? Epic? Stellar?

In a time and place where value is incredibly difficult to come by, it is easy to fall into the trap of thinking that either “I am not of value to others” or the trump card, “You’re of not value to me”.

The punchline is as follows

//These are unhealthy way of understanding humanity//

what is healthy?

When we receive gifts, we understand (I would hope) the idea and action of caring. The question is, what happens when we begin to view humanity … our friends, family, enemies, annoyances, acquaintances … as what they really are and were meant to be? Gifts.

Please don’t misunderstand me. I am not one to write or think in some sloppy religious sentimentality. I’m not writing to say that “everyone is a gift from God”. I’m writing to to note that humanity is an opportunity to commune with God, to see and witness the truth of a real, tangible love that transcends politeness.

The experiment is looking at people. Followed by an understanding that individuals are packed with experience … stories of incredible joy, and overwhelming sadness. Each individual experiences joie de vivre and sorrow in very rich, and very individual ways. That individual as a piece of a very large, and very (potentially) beautiful mosaic that we like to give the name humanity.

What then? I treat everyone with respect? Am I just … polite?

Fine question. And I sense the sarcasm in your voice.

When we transform the way we understand the other, we no longer see resumes or applications.
“You’re good … You’re alright … You’re not worth my time”
We see value for what its really worth. Experience. Losses and gains in love. Bouts with depression overcome by a paroxysm of jubilation.

Aren’t we meant for much more? More dignity? Respect? Love? A resume is no longer lousy. Rather, its an opportunity to see into the life of another, and see an individual to be loved, cared for and respected.

Take an opportunity to reach into the experience of “the other” and see firsthand that beauty exists in that person. They … you… we are not walking resumes.
We are a glimpses into an inimitable, and overwhelming winsomeness called humanity.

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