One boy, Scott, whom I taught while I was long term sub in in second grade a few years ago, combed the show and settled on the one piece he would like to have. It was a sculpture, a plaster casting of a hand nailed through the palm, face up, to a plain pine board. The artist had used bright red paint, in stark contrast to the pure white of the plaster, to depict blood oozing out from the wound caused by the nail. It was simple and grotesque, but I could tell, from the pleased look on Scott's face, that to him it represented something beautiful. He mother did not question his purchase, and I smiled - because I understood.
I saw the artist, a boy I taught in Art 1 last year, the next week and I told him that a 10 year old boy had bought his artwork. He was incredulous. "He must be sick!" He exclaimed, not understanding what Scott saw in the piece.
"I believe, to him, it had religious significance." I explained.
The light bulb went on, and he shook his head. "I didn't mean it like that though."
What a picture! The world doesn't see things like God sees them. To the world, a God who sacrifices his son in such a vulgar, common way is grotesque and foolish. To God, and those who love Him, it is the most beautiful thing we can imagine! It is all in the point of view.
So from now on we regard no one from a worldly point of view.
2 Corinthians 5:16