It was a slow Tuesday night in the Uber world. I had been driving for several hours and had only picked up a few people for very short trips. My next ride was going to prove to my one of my most unusual. I arrived at his house within a few minutes and an average looking white male in his mid 30s got in the back seat. I noticed that when I hit “destination” that nothing came up. I asked if he had a specific place that he wanted to go. His reply was “No, I just want to ride around a little if that is good.” I told him that I could put in his home address as our destination and we could ride around as much as he wanted.
I started down the road and he then asked me if he could roll down the window. I replied that I can turn up the AC if he needed more air. He said, “No, that is OK, you see, I self identify as a dog and I like riding around with the window down.” At first I thought he was joking but for some reason, I felt that he was not. I rolled down the window and soon he began to stick his head out the window as we rode down the highway. I looked back, and for a moment, he really did look like a dog. He was more Great Dane looking than Beagle.
We rode around for about 20 minutes and then he said that I could take him home. He was nice, polite, and did not piddle on the rug. No rolled up news paper was necessary. He told me that getting to ride around like that relaxed him as he felt that he could be himself. We arrived back at this home. He thanked me and then got out of the car.
I really did not know what to think as I drove away. I was glad to be of service to him, but I am not really sure what kind of service that I actually was as I seemed to play into his own self imposed delusion. He did give a $5 tip, so there’s that!
This man’s identity was not bound up in his name, his profession, or his abilities. His identity was wrapped up in believing that he was a dog. Here was a man, judging from the neighborhood, who had many accomplishments. His problem was that he saw himself through the lens of a dog.
As Christians we often see ourselves through the lens of the world rather than the eyes of the Lord. We are created in His image. We have been created anew in the likeness of Christ. All of our hopes, dreams, aspirations, and possibilities are all found not in the likeness of sinful flesh, but in our relationship with the living Son of God. I hope that you will time this week to reflect upon this image and likeness as you serve the One who not only loved you before time began, but has an ultimate plan for you for when time meets its end.