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Last night, Chadwick Boseman passed away from cancer. He was fighting for four years, like my dad, and no one new it. His death made international news as he was a celebrity and made wonderful movies. Rest in peace, Me. Boseman.
I see over and over that celebrities get parades, news coverage, and international mourning when they die, but “normal” people don’t. I’ve even seen this applied to tragedies when people are murdered or killed and they don’t make headlines.
We too often equate news coverage with importance. Celebrityhood with value. This isn’t the case. Yes,they receive coverage because they are known by millions or in some cases are used as part of a cause.
When we die, get hurt, or do something great, we have the same coverage by those who love us.
God is stupidly in love with you. You are so important that he gave his only Son for you. He listens to you, answers you, and loves you. The ticket tape parade isn’t needed when we have this incomprehensible love.
All of God’s children are important. From the little children to the everyday person to celebrities. We shouldn’t be looking at who gets more celebration for their activities or who mourns more for whom.
Don’t get me wrong, I loved Chadwick Boseman and his movies and he will be missed. Celebrities are something that we all have in common.
But we also have our God in common. A God who loves us, sings over us, and gives us his admiration and salvation. That’s pretty awesome.
So let’s not focus on who is celebrated or not by the masses, celebrate all of God’s children and those close to you. Rest in peace, Mr. Boseman. Wakanda Forever.
Let’s focus on everyday heros. Who should we celebrate. Let’s celebrate all of God’s children. Let’s mourn for all of them when they pass. Don’t conform to who this word thinks is important. God tells us all his children are.
Father God, take the souls of our loved ones (both local and global) into your arms. Remind us that you have enough love, celebration, and gladness for all. You’ve told us that the first is last. Help us love, mourn, and celebrate all rather than. Trying to argue who got more attention or not. We love you and thank you for always loving us no matter who we are, what we do, or who we become. On your name, Amen.