“It was lonely for a day or so until one morning some man, more recently arrived than I, stopped me on the road.
” ‘How do you get to West Egg village?’ he asked helplessly.
“I told him. And as I walked on I was lonely no longer. I was a guide, a pathfinder, an original settler. He had casually conferred on me the freedom of the neighborhood.”
~F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
I find myself in a somewhat analogous situation as a college senior. This is why I love to be asked the way to various campus locations or library shelves. This is why I love to teach what I have learned. It does give me a sense of ownership and belonging to a place, to a classification. “This is where I live; this is who I am; this is my proof.”
Is this, perhaps, part of why sharing the gospel is so emphasized as a part of being in Christ – to help us take ownership of what has been given to us? To help us be more than intellectually aware that we belong to Him?
Just some thoughts.