"We saw the Nephilim giants there…we seemed like grasshoppers in our own eyes, and we looked the same to them."
Reflection by Lillian Daniel
One year during the holidays, I was buying a magazine at a tiny concession stand in the airport when suddenly, in walked these six enormous people. They were bigger than anyone I had ever seen in real life. In fact, the women were bigger than most men I know. Suddenly there really wasn't room for anyone else.
But I stuck around for three distinct reasons. One, I couldn't move. Two, I didn't want to irritate them in any way. And three, I was having the strong feeling that I was with people who were famous, but I didn't quite know why.
The women wore high-heeled boots and their hair was bleached and teased. The men were as wide as refrigerators. But they all wore similar tee shirts that I wriggled around to read: "World Wrestling Federation." I was surrounded by professional wrestlers.
And there was one of them, his face on the cover of the celebrity magazine in front of me. I realized I buying a magazine right behind the most famous wrestler of the day: The Rock.
I remember three things about my encounter with the Rock. He was very polite. He used exact change. And he was reading the latest issue of The Economist.
So now I confess. I did not expect the professional wrestler to be reading The Economist, the British magazine of international news, politics, business, and technology.
But why didn't I? Shame on me, for stereotyping.
I thank you God that I never know who I will meet, or what he will be reading or what you have in store for the complex creatures you have created. Thank you, God, for giants, grasshoppers and Economist-reading wrestlers. Amen.
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