The curtain rose and fell for the last time. The makeup went on and the makeup came off (mostly–there are still streaks of orange along my daughter’s hairline). Costumes were handed in and tucked away for future shows. A crew of folks broke down the set and put the pieces into storage.
My kids finished their summer-long project yesterday, an all-youth production of Willy Wonka Jr. sponsored by our local community theater group. They auditioned the Sunday after school ended, rehearsed every week, and performed this weekend.
Now it’s time to kick back and enjoy a few weeks of rehearsal-free summer before school starts again.
Each night before the show, we arrived two hours early so the kids could climb into costumes and sit still for makeup. This was a particularly involved process because my middle girl was an Oompa Loompa.
The Oompa Loompas are Willy Wonka’s devoted candy factory workers. Refugees from a horrible land, they’ve come to live and work in his factory as loyal servants of their eccentric chocolate-making master.
Transforming into an Oompa Loompa is quite a task. It’s more than just colorful shirts, socks and some overalls with curiously expansive hips.
And there’s orange makeup–bright orange.
For these six through nine-year-olds, this was a matter of acting, putting on the outward appearance of another.
In the tradition of Lewis Carroll-like riddles, though, I’ve been wondering: How is a Christian like an Oompa Loompa? (Yes, I know Lewis Carroll wrote Alice in Wonderland, not Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. What can I say? I’ve got children’s fantasy on the brain . . . )
Peter wrote this description to the church:
“But you are not like that, for you are a chosen people. You are royal priests, a holy nation, God’s very own possession. As a result, you can show others the goodness of God, for he called you out of the darkness into his wonderful light” (1 Peter 2:9 NLT).
The Oompa Loompas are peculiar. They are “strange creatures,” unmistakably different from the kids and parents who visit Willy Wonka’s factory.
We also are supposed to be “not like that,” not like the world, not able to blend in with the crowd. God has changed us from the inside-out and people should notice the unique qualities of God’s love and righteousness about us.
I never once saw an Oompa Loompa hit the gym for an exercise routine targeted at reducing his hip-size. They didn’t climb onto stilts to increase their height. None of them hid in the bathroom for an hour to dye their hair and they didn’t even try to pass their orange skin off as suntan.
They were comfortable being weird.
Sometimes we’re not. We’re too often trying to hide, transform, pretend, and deny the presence of Christ in us.
There’s freedom, though, in unashamedly being who God called us to be, in raising our hands in worship with abandon, in standing up for what is right with conviction, and not fearing the disapproving looks of those around us.
We’re supposed to be weird, too.
The Oompa Loompas were also refugees. Willy Wonka had pulled them out of a land of fear and disaster and offered them a place of peace.
We’ve similarly been lifted up out of pits and carried to safety. We are God’s “chosen people” and His “very own possession,” who no longer inhabit a hopeless world, facing inevitable death without the promise of a future. He has “called us out of the darkness into his wonderful light.”
So, we respond as the Oompa Loompas did; we cheerfully and faithfully serve our Master.
He has saved us! We are rescued and redeemed!
It’s a little thing, then, to show gratitude and loyalty and to obey Him in every little thing. We work, we love, we give, we minister, we sacrifice, we share, we worship because we are refugees brought to safety by a Savior who loves us.
The Oompa Loompas are also message-bearers. As each Golden Ticket winner inevitably fails, falling to the temptations of immediate satisfaction, selfishness, and greed, the Oompa Loompas take the stage. They clean up the mess. They solve the problem.
They sing their song.
We also “show others the goodness of God,” sometimes by fixing problems and tending to needs, silently ministering grace.
Sometimes we “speak the truth in love” (Ephesians 4:15), reminding others that God has a plan, purpose, and design. We speak truth and wisdom in a world that desperately needs both, but we do it with love, covered over with grace, never out of judgment or pompous self-righteousness.
The Christian life is a call to be different, to be saved, to be devoted, to be messengers of God’s goodness, all without having to wear a green wig or apply orange makeup.
Heather King is a wife, mom, Bible Study teacher, writer for www.myfrienddebbie.com and worship leader. Most importantly, she is a Christ follower with a desire to help others apply the Bible to everyday life with all its mess, noise, and busyness. To read more devotionals by Heather King, click here.
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