I have not been writing blogs for very long, but I have been translating my thoughts into written words ever since I was a child. The tools at my disposal have ranged from napkins to computers; my style has fluctuated from serious to silly; and my punctuation and grammar have been good, bad, ugly, and everything in between. Through all of the variations, however, there has remained one consistency: my writing always reveals my heart. I write about things I enjoy, things I believe, and things that I consider important. And whenever I do this, I am putting myself on the line. My work will be applauded or rejected. Since I am sharing myself in my writing, it is difficult to not take the response personally. When you reject my work, I feel rejected; when you like my work, I feel approval.
Some people might call me oversensitive, but my thoughts are very natural: while most humans don't pour their heart out with ink on paper, they still have a place--an arena--where their very essence is laid bare. And when a person exposes the core of their being for public scrutiny, the nature of the response will be important to them.
I want to be liked, accepted, and considered important; and because I try so hard to put my heart in all of my writing, one of the most important gages I use to "feel the love" of others is the gage that reads their response to the things that I write.
When I first began writing this blog a few months ago, I had no idea what to expect. All that I knew for sure was that I was going to put my thoughts into the vast void of the internet and hope that someone could find them. But one day a funny thing happened: I had a member--a follower! And it wasn't even someone in my own family!
My response to this revelation was not profound or unexpected: it made me feel good. Knowing that someone liked my writing meant (at least to me) that that someone liked me. Was I reading into it? Sure, at least a little, but it is not an entirely disconnected idea that people like other people based upon who they are on the inside and writing a blog does show something of the person that I am on the inside. And the icing on the cake of the deal, the thing that really upped the ante, was the realization that someone was willing to openly associate and put their name alongside mine.
I do not even know that person, but I assure you that he has become important to me.
There are two things that really struck me in this picture. The first is that God has poured His very heart into creation. Just as I do when I write, he has put Himself "out there" to be approved or rejected. He loves us enough to risk that.
The second thing has to do with God's thoughts. I cannot help but believe that when He shows himself to us and we respond by saying, "I am willing to put my name with His," and to proclaim that "I am a follower of Jesus Christ," that we become special to Him in a very unique way.
Not everyone has the courage to put their name with God's and no one does it all of the time; but I am confident that when we do, the picture God has of us on His wall becomes a little more special
Some people might call me oversensitive, but my thoughts are very natural: while most humans don't pour their heart out with ink on paper, they still have a place--an arena--where their very essence is laid bare. And when a person exposes the core of their being for public scrutiny, the nature of the response will be important to them.
I want to be liked, accepted, and considered important; and because I try so hard to put my heart in all of my writing, one of the most important gages I use to "feel the love" of others is the gage that reads their response to the things that I write.
When I first began writing this blog a few months ago, I had no idea what to expect. All that I knew for sure was that I was going to put my thoughts into the vast void of the internet and hope that someone could find them. But one day a funny thing happened: I had a member--a follower! And it wasn't even someone in my own family!
My response to this revelation was not profound or unexpected: it made me feel good. Knowing that someone liked my writing meant (at least to me) that that someone liked me. Was I reading into it? Sure, at least a little, but it is not an entirely disconnected idea that people like other people based upon who they are on the inside and writing a blog does show something of the person that I am on the inside. And the icing on the cake of the deal, the thing that really upped the ante, was the realization that someone was willing to openly associate and put their name alongside mine.
I do not even know that person, but I assure you that he has become important to me.
There are two things that really struck me in this picture. The first is that God has poured His very heart into creation. Just as I do when I write, he has put Himself "out there" to be approved or rejected. He loves us enough to risk that.
The second thing has to do with God's thoughts. I cannot help but believe that when He shows himself to us and we respond by saying, "I am willing to put my name with His," and to proclaim that "I am a follower of Jesus Christ," that we become special to Him in a very unique way.
Not everyone has the courage to put their name with God's and no one does it all of the time; but I am confident that when we do, the picture God has of us on His wall becomes a little more special
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