From A Snoodles Tale by Phil Vischer
A Snoodle is a fictional little creature that arrives in a Seuss-like world by flying down a slide of sorts that comes out of the tallest tower in town. The tower has a clock and every other Tuesday (or something like that) a new Snoodle arrives into the Snoodle world. Each Snoodle arrives into his world without parents, sisters or brothers. They are equipped with backpack of tools for their journey.
These are the first thoughts of one little Snoodle after arriving in his new world.
“This is peculiar, “ the little guy said.
“I came from a chute, and I fell on my head.
What do I look like? What am I for?”
He pondered these questions and then thought of more.
“Checking my bag is a good place to start.”
He pulled out some paints, “Maybe I’m good at art!”
The next thing he found was a Snoodle-kazoo.
“Hey, what do you know! I can make music too!”
Then back on his pack, he pulled a small string,
And out form the sides popped two little wings!
“Amazing!” he said, with a gleam in his eye.
“I can paint, play kazoo, and now I can fly!”
So off he goes to ask his questions and try out his gifts. His fellow Snoodles have the answers to his questions and could offer encouragement as he develops his gifts. But as a community, they fail him.
Instead of encouragement, he finds ridicule. Instead of answers, he finds rejection.
The poor little Snoodle ends up leaving his little Snoodle community feeling sad, puny and ugly. He wanders in the wilderness of the Snoodle land until he meets his maker, who encourages him anew and helps him to understand his gifts.
How like US! How like so many communities, families, schools and churches – discouraging the greatness of the gifting in its infancy. How like US to make some one feel small for their attempts to learn how to use the gifts the Maker gave them. How like US to demand perfection from some one who has only just “come into the world.”
We should nurture newly discovered giftings as though they were life itself, encourage false starts and celebrate the enthusiastic joy that results from finding exciting things in our “pack.”
Newcomers to a new thing, babies and small children know for certain that anything is possible and that everything offers hope for joy and fulfillment. Until somebody “more experienced” who “knows better” tells them of impossibility or offers discouragement.
And while I’m at it…we should treat ourselves with this same kindness…perfection is not required.
Or even possible.
All that is possible is that we approach things with passion and commitment, that we give our gifts our full effort and attention.
What gifts have you discovered? What are the things in your "pack" that are you trying out? What have you neglected that brought you joy and excitement, because you were not perfect at it? What in your life are you compelled to think upon, even though you may have convinced yourself not to act?