Over the next few weeks, we’ll explore the difference between a secular worldview and a biblical worldview. The following twist of The Three Little Pigs provides some insight. The story is adapted from Iva G. May’s curriculum W3: Women, Worldview and the Word. While the focus here is on women, men can certainly substitute their own lures such as playing golf, season sports tickets or watching hours of ESPN…
Once upon a time there were three little pigs. The time came for them to leave home and seek their fortunes. The first little pig thought, “No one knows what’s better for me than I. I’ll just experiment. Maybe I’ll find someone or something that will make me happy.” She quickly built the easiest do-it-yourself straw house in the year’s most popular color…and off she went to find pleasure in what the world had to offer.
After brief contemplation, the second little pig asked her friends, “What shall I do with my life?” They answered, “Get a tattoo, straighten your tail, run to the shops and get that ‘must have’ cute bag, and oh…you’re not pink enough…there’s this new skin enhancing treatment…” So the second little pig quickly built her house out of sticks—the trendiest thing to do. While she worked she made an appointment with her hair dresser, a cosmetologist and a surgeon. Once her trendy house was built, off she ran to the shops and made it just in time for her chemical peel.
The third little pig looked around, saw an older, wrinkled and just a little bit tattered-looking sow and asked, “What shall I do with my life?” She answered, “First, you need to build a durable house because a big bad wolf lives just outside of town… Building a strong house may take longer and the work will be difficult, but later you will be glad you did. And while you work, you will develop strength, endurance, wisdom and courage.”
One night the big bad wolf woke up with a craving for pork rind and went roaming the neighborhood. He saw the first little pig in her house of straw. He said, “Little pig, let me in, or I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow your house in!” “Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin,” said the disoriented little pig, as she lay recovering from a day with friends. But of course the wolf did blow the house in and ate the first little pig.
The wolf then came to the house of sticks. “Little pig, let me in, or I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow your house in.” “Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin. Oh wait, I just had electrolysis,” said the little pig. But the wolf blew that house in too, and what crispy, tasty pork rind he had!
The wolf then came to the house of bricks…“Let me in or I’ll huff and I’ll puff till I blow your house in.” “Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin,” said the pig. Well, the wolf huffed and puffed, but he could not blow down that brick house.
See yourself? If you need to change your view, see the
Spiritual Roadmap for new opportunities to do so beginning soon.