Sometimes I wonder about that. Yesterday, I was returning from Santa Rosa, and saw a “fake” cow. You know, one of those black and white “California” cows that produces the milk that makes the great cheese. Hopefully you have the picture now. This “statue” was so realistic looking – even had bones sticking up on her back. Not skinny type bones, just the bones that are on cows backs.
It was so real looking that the give away was how it’s tail kind of wagged the same as the mechanical cows in window displays. Better description is the cat tail on a halloween costume – just kind of rotates from the attachment point like a big crank or a winder. I thought, “what a great picture to advertise California cheese.
Then, the cow moved it’s head, ate some grass and raised it’s head. Oops, my mistake. It was a real cow – how did I make that mistake. Was it that fake cows look so much like the real thing, that on seeing the real thing, I could not tell the difference?
Maybe that’s how it is with our lives – it’s what we look like as we live every day. How we live (“do”) our lives is all people have to go by. So, if we look like the real thing, but don’t, won’t or can’t do the real things, then they see that we are fakers. Maybe I need to change the way I live so that others see by my actions that I am what I really look like or say I am. Maybe this is what James was talking about when he said “by our works” we are known. What if there aren’t any works? What if…
