I had a brush with celebrity yesterday. I was walking across the supermarket parking lot in my town, and a car honked its horn at me. I was initially a little annoyed (you know, you assume they are just trying to hurry you up and out of their path), but my annoyance turned to curiosity when I heard my name called.
Turned out it was a neighbor who has been reading my blog (I still am not sure how she came across this – in a search or did she hear about it from someone else?). She called me over to her car, and introduced herself. She complimented my writing and encouraged me to write more often, and she thought it was great to see a salesman writing about his faith walk. I basked in the glow of celebrity for a millisecond (hey, I’m only human!), then thought to myself that this is only because I am giving glory to my Lord when I write, and realized that this is not my fame, but His.
But what a great feeling to know that in some small way, He has chosen me to be that vehicle to share His story as part of my story with a few dozen people in this life. And then God blesses me with a face to face meeting to experience the results of what He has done with my life and in my writing.
In the past, I dreamed of my songs being recorded and played on the radio, and envisioned playing crowds of thousands in big arenas, but as I have grown older (maybe a little wiser as well), I have come to understand that my ministry may be to reach one person for Jesus. And if that is all it is, that’s a big thing, because it is God’s plan, not mine. So right now, I write a blog for a few people, and play my music for crowds of dozens (maybe hundreds in a couple of weeks at an outdoor Country Festival).
I don’t need to ask for a bigger ministry, I’m right where I need to be. He’ll take care of the rest…