It's not that I want a Christian airplane. You know the story...the one where the plane is pieced together out of junk. Then when it doesn't fly, the builder says, "It must not have been God's will!" I want this blog to fly, I really do. And I want quality. But I don't want to start shaking hands and kissing babies to sell my craft.
Jesus spoke to people in truth, without hook or fanfare. He just laid it out there. He had takers and non-takers. But when he died at 33 years of age, he said "It is finished". In God's sovereignty, He trusted He had reached the intended hearts. Should my trust be any less? And what about God, the Original Blogger? He is followed in some of the least lovely places: in prisons, in war zones and in hospital beds. No platforms there. The recipients come hungry. And perhaps that's more critical than the presentation.
Ironically, putting my thoughts into words on paper has helped to prioritize a few things for the road ahead:
I will not posture and strategize to make this blog "successful".
I would like to be read but I won't lose my joy or passion if it doesn't happen.
I will pray that the blog bears fruit, not the fruit of a following, but the fruit of spiritual
encouragement in hearts and lives.
I feel better just getting this off my chest. Even if only One is listening.
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