/ˈmɑrdʒənlˌaɪz/ Show Spelled[mahr-juh-nl-ahyz]
verb (used with object), -ized, -iz·ing. to place in a position of marginal importance, influence, or power:
God doesn't write with margins when he writes our story. He got it right the first time. In the book of Genesis, the very first statement the Spirit inspired words said about humanity was that both man and woman were made in the image and likeness of God. There is honor, nobility, royalty,value and respect due to each and every human being on the face of the earth if for only that one statement, let alone that Jesus thought we had enough value to die for. Current station in life, prince or pauper has no bearing on that value and neither person has a more prominent or important part of the story God is writing.
Even so it is a terrible temptation for fallen humanity to dominate and "marginalize" others we deem as lesser or different, based on sex, sin, nationality, intelligence, social & financial status or even religion. The example in Genesis is for the more powerful to give that honor and value to the weaker and all of us have the power to bless each other. Selah.
I was driving home from a prayer meeting on Saturday morning and stopped to get a cup of coffee at Starbucks. Tall Americano with two splendas, which I knew would cost $1.95. I instantly realized that I had no money in my wallet, but I really wanted a cup of coffee. Aha! I remembered the tray in my console where I always threw extra change and the side of my seat where there were always a few quarters when I got this desperate. I became self conscious digging for 10 minutes for the elusive silver coins my fat fingers couldn't get to. I realized I was being watched by two homeless guys drinking coffee and cokes and eating Weinerschnitzel chile dogs and they were wondering what I was up to. One of them got up to get a free re-fill of coke at the am/pm minimarket and the Spirit of God spoke to me give them the tray full of pennies that I had separated from the silver coins. It was probably two dollars worth. So I did and just told the one remaining man that I loved him and God loved him and that I felt like God wanted me to give him the pennies. He looked like he had had a rough night, maybe a hangover, so he wasn't very enthusiastic, but he said thanks as I went in to get my coffee.
After I came out I realized I still had over a dollars worth of silver coins in my pocket and so I went over to the table where the guy who had the pennies was in deep concentration, busy counting them out into stacks of ten. His partner had returned with his soda and was a little more enthusiastic and said to his buddy, " Is this the guy?, Is this the guy who gave us the pennies?" He was so grateful, I couldn't help but smile and fill up with joy. Then I remembered, "here is some more I have left over after buying my coffee". You would have thought I gave him a hundred dollar bill. He grabbed my hand, looked up into heaven with sincere thankfulness and then straight into my eyes until it was almost uncomfortable and said " I love you man, God is in the amazing business, glory to God"! Then I told him I love you too, and just so he really believed it I asked him if he knew why. He asked me why and I told him because you were made in the image and likeness of God and I love God and he loves you, so I love you., A little dignity and worth entered him at that very moment. Then we had the battle of I love you's back and forth and finally we both laughed and gave God glory for his creation of man.