My mom has this cruel practice of buying gifts when we say we like something and not allowing us to have it till the actual holiday. This was the case of several of my presents this year and the one that drove me most crazy was a stuffed animal. When my family was at Disney this past thanksgiving I saw a stuffed Stitch (as in Lilo and Stitch) that I fell in love with. Not just any stuffed Stitch, but a giant one, the size of a small toddler. I have a collection of stuffed Stitchs and naturally an abnormally large one need to be a part of it. But my mom wouldn’t even let me carry it and I had to suffer through November and December before finally getting my Stitch.
So why Stitch? Why a collection of him? That’s a good question. One I had no answer to for a while. I have in a previous post discussed my connection with the movie Lilo and Stitch and in my mind just attributed my love of Stitch to that. But then it clicked in my mind. I am just like Stitch. Let me elaborate.
He is an alien.
When Lilo goes to look for a dog Stitch tries to hide his extra set of arms and the things coming out of his head. He knows those are qualities others would call weird or bad, so he holds them not allowing others to see who he really is.
He is bad.
At the beginning of the movie he is just bad, and bad for the sake of being bad. That is how he was made. To be bad and do wrong is in his nature. He tries very hard to be a model citizen but, sometimes it doesn’t work out.
I hide who I am because I know sometimes others will not accept my weirdness. It is human nature to sin. Therefore, it is in my nature to be bad. Stitch didn’t know he wanted a family or to be a part of something. He didn’t even know he wanted to stop being bad. Lilo had to come find him. She had to accept him, show him how to love, and that being a part of family mattered. So we (you and I) are Stitch. Don’t see it? I’ll show you.
Thousands of years ago a man came from heaven to earth to find you. You didn’t even know you were lost. It is in your nature to sin, to be bad, to create hurt, and to do wrong. He accepted you knowing you were bad and that you may break His heart. He saw all the things others call weird and said that they are what make you special. He will love you no matter what you do and you will be a part of His family.
All the presents have been opened, the Christmas dinner eaten, and I have spent a good part of the day watching Agents of Shield on Netflix. It has been a lovely Christmas. But if it were not for the kindness and love of Jesus I would just be a bad little blue alien.
“For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord.” Luke 2:11 KJV