I originally posted this in March of 2014. I was ahead of my time, there is now a television program called “God Friended Me” which I actually watch.
We are all seeking attention in one way or another. I peruse the pages of the social media and see smiling faces posted and look to see how many “likes” it got. I have always hated having my picture made, I’m not sure exactly why, some people even think I am or was beautiful but to see myself looking out at me is just not something I enjoy looking at. I have taken selfies to post as my profile picture and to mark one occasion or another, I have posted them, there is one on this blog-site, but I really don’t like doing it.
I see young girls made up and dressing to look what they think is sexy, and to what purpose is that? When someone makes a rude comment, which their picture certainly looked like it was asking to be made, they get angry and a war ensues. Then there are older women, yes like myself, that wear things that make their teen age granddaughters blush also for the same effect.
When it comes right down to it the person that looks back at me in the mirror every morning with her hair standing up all over her head is all there is and at this point in my life I am doing every thing in my power to stay out of the sight of any human except my immediate family. It is a time for introspection, so let’s see what’s in there… it is almost a year since my dad left and one of the things he said often in the last few months was “I wish I had realized what I had inside of me years ago, I would have gotten so much more done that I ever did!” I always chuckled at that and reminded him of the many churches he founded and the fact that he had successfully raised three children who are all following in his foot steps in one way or another and remind him that he had survived 70 years of marriage when others, including myself, couldn’t make it for reasons they probably couldn’t even name. However it has given me pause today and I thought I would just sit down for a while and see if there is anything I can do to make things better.
So where do I start? Well I am caretaker for my mother, grandmother to two wonderful, loud, boisterous, drum beating, boy and girl chasing young people, mother to a daughter that works at a private Christian school, and a son that runs his own Chiropractic Clinic, mother-in-law to their wonderful and supportive spouses, house cleaner, cook, laundry mistress, avid reader and sometimes I take the time to write a blog, which you my friend are reading as I speak!
Do I want attention? I guess if I am being truly honest with myself I could say I am hiding from outside forces yet I keep appearing here every day so I must want attention from YOU or I would just give it up, right? So what’s the difference between me being here and people who over post scandalous pictures and too much about their private lives on the social media page? I have begun to look at all the pictures in a different light and by seeing girls and guys of all ages, knowing that they are reaching out for a little acceptance, it makes me want to reach out and say, “I know who you are, I accept you, I love you and I wish you knew that you are too valuable to sell yourself short to the public, most of which you wouldn’t recognize if you saw on the street.”
Does hitting “like” when someone asks for prayer mean that you recognize they are asking for prayer, or does it mean that you will take the time to pray, and having made the promise, do you? We used to sing a song back in the 70’s written by Diana Ross that said “Reach out and touch somebody’s hand, make this world a better place if you can…”Can I really do that? Or is it that while I am sitting here contemplating my own reality I am simply being selfish?
2 Chronicles 16:9 For the eyes of the Lord run to and fro throughout the whole earth, to show Himself strong on behalf of those whose heart isloyal to Him. Hebrews 4:13Nothing in all creation is hidden from God’s sight. Everything is uncovered and laid bare before the eyes of him to whom we must give account.
Only God knows the truth about you or me and thankfully we don’t have to give an account for each other and God doesn’t search the social media pages to see our “likes”, however He has sent you a “friend request” and is waiting for an answer and the attention you receive from Him will give you all the fulfillment you need and He will never “delete” you!
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God’s social media, if we can call it that, is us. He created humans in his image. He wants to be seen in us.
Turns out things like pride make his image very hard to be seen in his humans. Sin, darkness, and so forth all make his image tarnished at least. But he wants to be seen. He wants to be … well, not so much LIKEd as WORSHIPED – LOVEd.
I don’t think the social media metaphor holds up at all corners, but if this much makes sense of it, then perhaps it is a good metaphor. No metaphors are a one to one match anyway. If they were, then they would not be metaphors; they would just be the thing itself.
We are image bearers. We are world orderers. And the world is rightly ordered when the world sees God in us (Rom 8:19 teaches this).
Funny… not funny ha ha or funny queer, but funny as it unexpected.. Funny, but God is seen in the male and female marriage.. in the trust and oneness of this sexual creature. God is seen in the vulnerability of nakedness with no sin. God is seen in the suffering love of Jesus and his followers. God is seen in the broken and contrite heart. God is seen in humility.
Not that I got this all worked out, but I spent a year and a half letting my appearance go. Letting my hair go wild, and wearing mismatched and missized clothes. Even skipped a shower on a few important occasions. It was humiliating. I never did that kind of thing before. Was foreign to every impulse in my body. It earned me no respect. I was shamed and felt ashamed. And yet I tried to embrace the humility of it.
I do not know if it achieved anything except my shame. I recall once my wife looked at me and said, “You look like a mental patient.” Funny, I had one in mind that I was sorta mimicking.
I’ll say this. My street friends didn’t mind it. I fit right in with them.
I hope they saw God in me.
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You’re one in a million Mr Agent X ! I did that when I shaved my head from having hair almost waist length. The greatest humiliation was one day while putting groceries in the back of my van a lady much older than me quickly came over to help me. I realized she probably thought I was a cancer patient. I felt like a shameless sham. I thanked her profusely… 😢