So, it hit me today.
How foolish do we look for the sake of our pets? Especially us dog owners. I mean think about it.
Here’s my example. I’m out this morning, in the cold with wet hair, barely hanging on to a leash which is attached to a dog which is pulling me wherever she wants to go. Not only that, but I have to stand in wait beside her while she takes a poo. Now, fortunately I don’t have to follow that up by scooping the excrement into a baggy and carrying it around afterwards. Praise the Lord for that. But, after all of that, she spots a neighbor and goes into what I call “yay-a-new-person fits.”
Her backside begins to shake with an element of finesse that would shame Ricky Martin and she stands on her hind legs, never missing a butt-shaking beat, while hopping up and down – often, twisting and contorting her body in midair.
There I stand with a dumb look on my face, holding a pink leash while my dog has what looks like an impromptu, epileptic rendition of Swan’s Lake there in front the apartment building. Helpless. All I can do is shrug, yank and use silly human words of reason in an attempt to make my dog seem more civil.
And, the girl – that “new person” that stirred all the excitement – she laughs and probably thinks it’s cute.
And it hits me. Well, God hits me. With as self-conscious as I am, I willingly submit to being made to look silly and foolish for the sake of my dog. Yet, how often do I do that for God?
With all that God has given me (which is EVERYTHING) and all that He’s planned for me, why am I so self-conscious and worried about looking foolish at times? How is it that I can get so pumped up about Jesus, and then in certain situations or around certain people I downplay it?
Here’s an example that I am rather ashamed of. While I was fasting in order to grow closer to God, I’d tell some people it was a detox thing I was doing. Wow. When people asked why I was doing this and drinking these ridiculous concoctions, I’d say it was for health reasons. Or, in cases, I did mention fasting but I’d quickly gloss over it.
When people ask me, “How in the world did you quit smoking like you did,” instead of telling the truth, that after accepting Christ, the desire to smoke was gone, I’ll tell them it just took dedication. I’ll tell them that because I set my mind on it, it was easy. But the fact of the matter is, it was easy because God made it easy. It was easy because I was far more interested in getting to know Him better than I was sucking on a Parliament.
I’ll steal God’s glory just so I don’t look foolish to certain people.
Man. That hurts.
I don’t realize I do it until it’s already done. But then, it’s almost certainly too late.
I’m sick of that.
So, I’m going to work hard not to do that anymore. If David can disrobe and dance before the Lord in the parade celebrating his crowning as king of Israel, I can certainly tell a friend that quitting cigarettes was easy with Jesus.
One thing that Mark Batterson pointed out in his book, “In a Pit With a Lion on a Snowy Day,” was that humility is a small price for us to pay for a much greater reward. Even the most humiliation we can experience for God can’t outweigh the blessing He’ll bring. I mean, look at Jesus. Hanging naked on a cross had to be rather humiliating…but, he rose from the dead, conquered the grave and prophecy says that every knee shall bow before Him.
Yeah. I think I like the way God uses humility much better than the way I avoid it.
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