I’m Writing…I’m in a Store and I’m Writing…

Have you seen the movie, “Elf”?  There’s a scene where Buddy (the main character who is a human raised by elves – I know, rich plot line) is in a store and he starts singing because someone tells him that he can’t sing in a store.  His song goes something like this – “I’m in a store, and I’m singing, I’m singing in a store…”  I think itunes was immediately bombarded with requests for this one.

Anyway, I’m in a store (Brueggers to be precise) and I’m writing.  Why?  Because I think I should.  I guess I feel like keeping up this blog is something I should do.  It is a simply a choice of discipline which is something I’m really working on.  So here I am, in a store, and I’m writing….

See, this is my trouble with this whole blogging thing.  It’s not that I don’t have anything to write, it’s just that I don’t see why anyone else should care.  Notice I don’t say that no one else does care – because I know that people care about me and that some actually like my writing (I had a good friend call me today and tell me that – thanks friend!).  I guess my struggle is similar to every time I step onto the stage at church and deliver a sermon – why should anyone care what I have to say.  I’m no one special.  I’m just me and I’m quite OK with that.  In fact, I think I’m awesome (in an appropriately humble sort of way, of course).  But I’m no more awesome than anyone else.

But here’s the thing about us regular people… God tends to like to work through us.  There’s a great passage in 2nd Corinthians that says, “But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us” (2 Cor. 4:7).  A simple glance through the Old Testament stories shows that God used a whole lot of very regular people – even a couple of total losers – to carry out his incredible plans.  Why, because by doing incredible things through regular people he gets all the glory and we get to enjoy being a part of what he’s doing.

And that’s kind of the whole point of life, isn’t it?  We exist to bring glory to God.  And wherever we are, whatever we’re doing, even though we screw up, make mistakes, and even make total fools out of ourselves, we serve a big God who keeps working through us so that he gets the glory.

So here I am, I’m writing…I’m in a store and I’m writing… for the glory of God.  What are you doing?


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