i once wrote a blog that epitomized the ramblings of someone who worshiped their own thoughts. it was titled, the boombocks. i had many followers. and i loved it. i loved when people saw how smart i thought i was. i loved when people complimented my choice of vocabulary, of which i usually forced just to let readers know that i read my dictionary. i loved it when i reached a thousand members in my facebook group for the blog. i loved it when friends and total strangers praised my mind. i loved the fact that i appeared to be righteous. i loved the feeling of being justified by my writing. i loved the attention that i got from my blog, whether positive or negative. i loved the way it felt to bash people that i presumed were unrighteous (like abraham did) because i thought i had a knowledge of self. i loved the acceptance that i received from the art world, mainly because i was spewing a somewhat gnostic, universalist worldview. i loved the fact that i was loved. people seemed to love me.
i loved it.
then i hit rock bottom and got rocked by the Rock.
do you see all of the “i’s,” “me’s,” and “my’s” in the first paragraph? do you see all of the glory i sought after and loved to steal from God? that’s a problem.
a friend who wasn’t in Christ at the time (fall back you know what i mean smh lol), but now a sister in Christ and writer of this blog, hali, sent me a facebook message that would literally point to Christ as the solution, point to my blog’s incredible shortcomings, and then point back to God, who deserves ALL the glory.
hali posted this on her tumblr one day. i was at work and it stirred me to write this on my old tumblr …
the best feeling in the world isn’t sex. it’s knowing that you’ve helped somebody.
even more so because you know that you can’t help nobody, because you can’t help yourself.
so God gets all the credit because it was He that helped you to help somebody.
so now the best feeling in the world is knowing that God chose to use you, who couldn’t help yourself, to help someone, that can’t help themselves … despite of your helpless self.
soli deo gloria.
so now, by the grace of God, from the examples i see all around me (zach, josh, chloe, candis, jasmine, david, pt, hali, taryn, nat, dennis, erica, taryn, ashley, and many other brethren in the faith), i do not write to point back to my mind – although i am often tempted to (pray for me). by the Holy Spirit that seals, i write for Jesus, who died on the cross so that God can commune with me once again, and subsequently write my name in that book.
writers and speakers, hear my heart: when you write and or speak the truth of the bible, that unashamed-loving truth that exalts the savior and not man, i hope man will not respond in praising you, but i hope that man will be moved by the Holy Spirit and revealed of their shortcomings and problems (conviction). now now, there is a prime opportunity to point to the glorious solution!
i personally love this blog and the gospel community God has placed me in. the writers of this blog aim not to show-off any individual person, except Jesus Christ! i am honored and privileged to be a part of this amazing project! i don’t deserve it!!!
For what we proclaim is not ourselves, but Jesus Christ as Lord, with ourselves as your servants for Jesus’ sake. – 2 corinthians 4:5