Some of my friends tell me that I’m too hard on myself on this blog. That I talk too much about my sins, my insecurities, my struggles. That I often sound sad, solemn, and strictly religious.
I might be giving the wrong impression.
But I am joyful.
Joy is worship.
See, there’s a fine balance in Christian blogging. Above all, I want to glorify God. To talk about Him. To show His glory more than spout off about myself.
BUT… it is a blog.
By nature, blogs are designed to build the feeling of connection between the reader and the writer… to create community. I want people to read my blog and be pointed to Christ… but I firmly believe that the best way to hold the interest of others is to write vulnerably and honestly about myself in relationship to Him. I am not writing a manual, or a Biblical commentary guide, or a theology guide… I am writing personal testimony.
This is my life.
And my friends are right… I am only displaying part of it.
Maybe I am only LIVING part of it.
made by Christ, through Christ, and for Christ. All things. But maybe I’m only focusing on the “churchy” things. What if I really began to live as if ALL things were by Him, through Him, to Him? What if my every moment and every delight became a gift from… and TO… Him!?
What if my humor were for God…
My lip gloss!
The silly things my children say.
What if I didn’t just declare God through Bible verses and Christian quotes, but also through how hard I laughed with a best friend and how juicy my cheeseburger was!
I am not talking about soft Christianity. This is no health, wealth, and prosperity gospel. My dad taught me that suffering is one of the greatest gifts God could give us, and I believe him. Yes, sometimes losing everything except for God is the best way to see how satisfying He is.
But what if we haven't lost everything? Isn't it worship to joyfully receive all we still have?
If I am going to believe it is possible to make ALL of life an act of receiving and giving gifts to and from God, then that includes the lighthearted and the trivial. (Like my mama's green nail polish, which just makes me happy!)