“Lunchtime is among the worst times of the day,” Charlie Brown
decides, eating alone and commenting on the paint job of his bench. This is after
he thinks through the rest of his day and finds several other times that are
equally terrible.
That’s the way it goes with poor Charlie Brown. You know
that he’s never going to kick the football and his kite will always crash and
his baseball team will always lose.
Oddly enough, that’s why we love him. Because he’s such a
blockhead, such a loser.
There are times—actually, a good many times—when I am a
blockhead and a loser, when I feel like I’m eating a lonely peanut butter
sandwich and feeling around in my pocket for a nickel to get some life advice
from the local sidewalk psychiatrist who will probably show me all of my faults
and tell me to get over it.
We all seem to love Charlie Brown, probably because we all
have Charlie Brown moments.
Sure, audiences will cheer for the likeable and talented
hero who takes initiative to save the day in a dramatic fashion. But there’s
also something instantly likeable about a socially awkward, gullible nobody who
happens to have enough redeeming qualities to make up for the fact that the
highlight of his day is feeding his dog.
It’s much harder to make a more passive, ordinary character
work in a story, and there’s obviously a difference between a novel and a comic
strip, but the lesson I learned from Charlie Brown is that we admire
good-hearted people, regardless of what they can contribute. We admire them for
who they are, not for what they can do.
Sometimes, we forget to do that in the real world. We look
down on the losers and the people we see as being less talented than we are. We
measure others by what they do, and specifically what they can do for us.
We appreciate Linus for his intelligence and want him around
whenever we have a theological discussion. We praise Lucy for her feminist sass
and the ability to speak her mind and take charge of a situation. We applaud
Schroeder because he has great music talent and a passion for his work. We love
Snoopy because he’s just so darn cute.
But, in real life, sometimes we laugh at Charlie Brown. Or
ignore him. Or just look at him in disgust, like we can’t believe he’s just
blown it again. Especially when Charlie Brown is…us.
Often, I’m pretty good about extending grace to others,
assuming there’s a reason a group member forgot to show up to a planning
meeting or deciding that my waitress was just having a really stressful day.
But I’m very hard on myself, thinking about everything I could do better until
it makes me want to sigh, “Good grief!” Or wear a yellow shirt with a black
ziz-zag.
When I do that, I’m forgetting something very important that
I was reminded of today from Charlie Brown: My worth is not in what I do.
Neither is yours.
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