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| E-mail - 1: a system for sending
messages from one individual to another via telecommunications links
between computers or terminals, 2: A message sent by such a system.
In the past decade, the popularity of
the e-mail has grown in huge bursts. It's rare to find people that
don't have a way to receive e-mails, even rarer to find someone who
has never heard of the world sweeping phenomenon. Usernames that seem
to have no connection to the owner have become extremely imaginative
and creative. Would you prefer to be known as jane.smith or would you
prefer iceprincess18? Ah, the joys in creating a digital part of
yourself and your, rarely expressed, personality.
Then comes that special day when you
get your first e-mail account. You give your address to all your
friends and log in for the first time. Expectantly, you look at your
inbox, positive you'll find nice, news-filled missives that will cause
you to reply with equally heart-felt verbiage. But, what's this?
There's a missing girl in Georgia?? How terrible! Hmm, I should
forward this so that people can keep their eyes open for her, even in
Wyoming, it's possible that she's in this area. The world of digital
communication is so useful! I didn't even know about the fact that if
we get 100,000 users to sign this e-mail, a big co-operation will
give us all $100. I know I could use the money, I'll pass this one on
too.
And so goes the average sifting through
the e-mail boxes of today. What has caused this over abundance of
forwards? I believe it has to do with the fact that we have become
susceptible to the tyranny of e-mail. Maybe not the e-mail
specifically, but our perceived importance of the e-mail and those
that passed it on. For example, when you get an e-mail that says
“Most of the people who read this e-mail won't pass it on, because
they're afraid of what people think. Take a stand and forward this to
as many people that you can!”, you may have thoughts run through
your head like “I don't want to be known as a coward.”, etc. So,
you forward it and feel good about “taking a stand”. We have let
what others would think guide our decision making process. When, in
actuality, the e-mail isn't really that encouraging or God honoring. So, what should we do? How about taking
the time to write our own e-mails to our friends? And if we find
something that is really interesting, encouraging or even funny,
share it with your friends - but refuse to send it to everybody.
Forward to one person, adding a personal note each time. If we think
about it more, don't you think that you'll stop forwarding on
“auto-pilot”?
-------------- Ps. If you think the e-mail is
something someone should know about, make sure to verify its claims: http://snopes.com/
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| Wallflower – this term became known
to me early-on in my life. Being one was not fun, and sometimes hurt.
I was not cool. I couldn't dress to impress. We didn't throw parties
that everyone was begging to attend. I still remember feeling proud
the day when Dad picked us up from a birthday party in his company
car – a deep purple Firebird – our “recognition factor”
jumped several points as guys and girls crowded around to see it. The
white Camaro had the same effect.
Our church youth group was something of
which my sister and I longed to be a part. We tried to join groups in
discussion, we joined the musicians and played with the
congregational singing. Our parents didn't let us attend many
sleepovers so our “fun times” were somewhat limited, but still
there.
I must have mentioned some of these
feelings of being unwanted to one of my mother's friends and she told
me something I'll never forget. “Toni, sometimes being a wallflower
is better than being in the popular crowd.”
This made me think and finally start to
accept my “status”. Life moved on. We changed churches a couple
times and I moved south. But, I stayed on the edge.
Not all is lonely on the edge. I have
many friends and times to talk and learn are many, but the drive to
be popular has lessened some and I find life is less stressful. The
benefits of a wallflower have increased as I consider my life. My
growth in Christ has been assisted by true friends but not pressured
by peers. Peer pressure is less on the edge and only has disastrous
effects when trying to join the crowds. Don't get me wrong, I'm not
denying that I would like to be considered popular. There is a deep
feeling in all of us to be wanted by others.
The challenge/point of this post? Don't
strive to be the center in the popular crowd. Strength to stand alone
is greater when not spinning on the popularity merry-go-round. Seek
the Lord and His will for your friendships, standards, and directions
for your life.
If you are at the center of a crowd,
don't underestimate the power of your influence. You may find it
harder to stand-up for what's right, but the effects will be
far-reaching. Also, consider those on the edge, a smile or an
interest in their life goes a long way. But like I mentioned above –
seek God and His will, without pressure for results acceptable to
those around you.
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| The mark that Jesus leaves when He
touches us is permanent. It's a mark that we notice, even though we
may not attribute it to Him at first. It's not a mark that can be
covered, because it overcomes our human nature.
But the marks I'm writing about are the
ones we leave. Think about your encounters with friends and strangers
- "That song I really like, didn't Jenny play it for me?", "Never
said 'Dude' until I met Joe", "That recipe is from Mom's college
roommate", or "I really liked the shirt that the cashier was
wearing". You are affected every day by touches from others. In the
same way, you touch those you meet.
What kind of marks are you leaving?
Scars are left by wounds that don't heal properly. Have you ripped
something from someone? My mom has a dimple that was a result of an
accident with a bicycle and a glass bottle. So her wound became
something that is attractive. Some friendships start off quite
rough, but as kindness and forgiveness enter the relationship they
provide healing in an amazing way. Freckles are sometimes caused by
sun, so a touch of warmth in a person's life can leave a positive
mark as a result of your encounter.
So how are you touching lives? How
do you let another's touch effect you? Remember, you leave a mark,
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| If earthly comparison was an evil creature, I could easily picture a sea creature like "The Watcher" from Lord of the Rings; octopus-like tentacles with fingers, a mouth that opens up larger than imagined, and a tenacious nature hard to kill.
Through my battles with comparison, I have seen relationships suffer deeply and my attitudes reflect my heart instead of Christ's character. Comparison reaches into the depths of our emotions, clouds our thoughts and tries to hide God's truth. If I'm not dwelling on truth, a Godly, talented person can "cause" me to become bitter, towards them or just my own actions. My desire is to become like Christ, so why do I think becoming more like someone else would make it more likely?
Because of this struggle, I found the following quote to be a blessing and wanted to pass it on to whoever might read this.
Elisabeth Elliot said: "My limitations become, in the sovereignty of God, gifts. For it is with the equipment that I have been given that I am to glorify God." (A Lamp for My Feet, p. 125) The Bible reference that this quote seems to picture is 1 Corinthians 12. | | |
| To the outside observer, the events of that blessed Friday less than 2000 years ago did not seem "good". Those that physically crucified our LORD had hardened hearts that only saw their desire of ending Jesus' ministry, coming to pass. Other observers with eyes not yet able to see Jesus as LORD may have seen a good man dying for no reason, and may have had some sympathy for Him. His followers experienced doubts and fears about the future.
But, to us who have the next chapter in print, available for us to read, Friday becomes powerfully GOOD. So good that there isn't a word that sums it up.When Christ said "It is finished" only He knew the incredible deepness of meaning behind that seemingly simple phrase.
May we never forget His suffering, and may we learn how incredibly GOOD it is.
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