
By: Jim Taylor
We had a guest minister one Sunday morning. Bill
Laurie was a very tall man. When he talked with the children, he sat down on the
floor with them.
Then he looked
around, and he said, "Things certainly look different from down
here."
Most of us take
for granted that our perspective is the natural one. Even the
only possible one.
We forget that
"our perspective" depends on factors we take for granted - such as
the fact that we typically stand erect, on two legs, with our eyes a certain
height above our feet.
A five-year-old
boy asked me a question once, during the coffee hour after church. Our son had
died. He wanted to know where our son was now. His grandmother - with the
wisdom it takes a lifetime to develop - didn't want to brush him off with pat
answers.
His question
mattered to me, too. So I squatted down, so we could talk eye to eye.
While I was down
there, I looked around. We were surrounded by adults. Mostly, what I saw was
knees. If I looked up higher, I saw belt buckles. Faces - which we usually
consider the primary expression of a person's character - were a long way away,
impossibly high above.
It was strange
experience for me. But as I sat there, I realized that's the normal perspective
for small children, pets, and people confined to wheelchairs.
It's only when you
change perspective that you realize how restricted your previous perspective
might have been.
At that service,
Bill Laurie wanted the children to experience a different perspective. When
you're always looking up, a difference would be to look down at adults, the way
adults look down at kids.
He picked one girl
up, and sat her on his shoulder.
"What do you
see?" he asked her.
"Bald
spots," Sonja replied delightedly.
Laughter rippled
through the congregation.
But you know, if you're small, you would never see bald spots from
above.
If we're unaware
of how mere physical height affects perspective, we're even less aware of the
cultural factors that influence us. As a male, for example, I cannot imagine what
it is like to give birth. Not just to experience the pain of labor, but the
nine months of feeling something growing inside of me. Something
that is not me. And is not a tumor. And that
will eventually have its own independent life.
Similarly, I
cannot imagine how I might think, and feel, and react, had I been brought up in
a Hindu or Moslem culture. All I can be sure of is that I would see the world
differently.
My western world
values individual freedom, personal autonomy, competition, consumerism,
progress. But not every culture espouses those values. In some, it's anathema
for a son to dream of doing better than his father. Heresy,
to pick your own spouse. Blasphemy, to discard
tradition.
We can learn to
see other perspectives. But it doesn't come naturally.
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