I was walking away from the computer when I heard the little chime that means I’ve received a “tweet”.
Trey was in a hurry to go skateboarding, but I quickly clicked to see the message anyway.
Hold everything…this was important.
A very well known ministry had sent me a direct message asking me where the blog was, as I had shut it down for a season.
I was very impressed with me.
I was known.
I was important.
I had significance.
Much to Trey’s frustration, I immediately sat back down to answer this direct message with one of my own.
I wrote a tweet with a less than 140 character explanation to my well known inquirers and hit send.
“Message can’t be sent. #wellknownministry doesn’t follow you”
So much for me.
I really wasn’t known
I really wasn’t important.
I had no significance to them.
I really didn’t matter after all.
Greatly and needfully humbled, I stood up from the computer and told my boy we could go now…there would be no further delay.
He lit up with the never ending joy and anticipation he feels when he’s going to the skate park.
“Thank you for taking me…I love it when you are with me…I love you”.
I am blessed to be me.
I’m known by who matters.
I’m important to who matters.
I’m significant to who matters.
I really do matter…to who matters.
Make your own application…
Most excellent realization.
Most excellent affirmation from one whom it matters the most.
Just curious as to who the big church org was…
It’s irrelevant…big shots in my tribe…or better,my tribe if I had one.
Yup…I’ve heard that siren call a few too many times, yet it still beckons. You have chosen wisely, Grasshopper! (typed with a laugh and tongue in cheek!).
Perspective is power! Thanks Michael!
I had a moment like this the other day, when I was remembered by someone I considered ‘important’ … And then I had a moment when Maddie turned her attention completely toward me and I realized there was no one more important than my children. I’ve been so distracted lately…it is taking awhile for the calm to settle in.
Yes…it is good to be reminded who we are important to, who it matters that we are known by and who cares about us. Matters as well who we are placing our attention upon…
To be honest and this may conflict with something else I had post, as much as I wish I was in the big leagues I could care less about the accolades, I want to hear about what a piece of trash I am in spades and layered double think, the compliments or encouragements, not so much. Now I will admit I need some support deep down, a kind word here or there, I have tried to repent of such nonsense, a brother should be ready to be sharpened until there is nothing less to sharpen, when all that you have done is ground down to nothing but vapor and even that is taken away. I am left with this, we should not now, in the past or in the future ever need, ever no matter what the need is, ever. That is gospel and that is in concrete. I got that, I got it.
I dont do much twitter I cant seem to make a statement that means anything in such 140 what ever characters, that is a failing on my part. We should be able to define, defend, and explain all the mysteries of God in less then one word if we really love Jesus. Basically it is about expediency and efficiency nothing more, I get that to, well actually I dont. I mean God reaches down to touch us in our lives and gives us the grace to respond. But it better be perfect and I mean perfect, if there is even one mistake, misstatement, mix up, etc. God will send you to hell with a vengeance. Now the vengeance of God is something I can understand given my faith experience, someone looking to take someone else out remembering a wrong suffered, every single wrong. I get God is mad at us,no actually I get God hates us / ( me) personally. I get that it was explained in spades and lived out daily. I have literally fell on my face begging God not to kill me / or to kill me just so I know He is there. I have begged, pathetically and it is pathetic, that God does not send a loved one to Hell, it should not matter, that is His choice and I should rejoice in His righteous judgement.
I will admit to my shame I have also prayed for peace with God, in some circles that is not such a good thing. Mike on the other blog said I should speak clearly, why does God hate me, I get He does in spades and with eternal wrath, I get that, I dont but I do. But why, I dont hate Him. Why would He create me to hate Him, then punish me for doing what I was programmed to do. I mean Paul Washer has me and all of us pegged as Jr. Hitlers drooling at the chance to take out a few million here and there. Personally I cant seem to want to do that, I still weep at stories in the paper about suffering, I still pray for such events, I still try to give what I have which is not much (now that is a sin I am ashamed of in spades and loath myself for). I feel bad when I see people suffer and I feel bad when I feel bad for this at the same time. It can drive a person nuts. It has driven me crazy at times. In the end of the day I still pray for peace with God and for forgiveness and the power to forgive. When I first became a Christian we were taught to cry Christ have mercy, and in the very same breath we are to loath ourselves for actually having the audacity to actually needing mercy.
“I am blessed to be me.”
I cant agree with this, I wont go into my usual tirade but no, if I am anything it is a curse, with every breath and heart beat. I learned that real well, to my very DNA. I got that.
I agree with brian’s evaluation of himself. After his years of self berating comments, I figure “who am I to disagree with this man.”
MLD, I wonder if one reason you like Martin Luther is that, based on your picture, you look just like him.
I love this TGIF. 🙂
Thank you, Tim.
PP Vet – that is my picture.
MLD one last point, from day one to know this is what I am told about myself. Why am I wrong for expressing just how evil, vile, filthy, evil, heathen, pieces of human trash we all are in Adam. Is this not our position? I merely reflect what I have been told from day one coming into the Christian religion,I wish I would have gone with Scientology in some ways. They have a way out of the box sort of. But I did not. Are we all not lost, evil, vile, filthy sinners in every fiber of our beings?. That is what I have gotten from the faith. I am just agreeing with it.