“Who do YOU say I am?”
I do not write about God much, though in truth I write about Him all the time.
I use other words. For instance, when I say “Higher Power, Spirit, Universe etc.” what I really mean is God. When I say that I use affirmations, frequently those to me are really prayers. When I say that I meditate, I’m really saying that I’m trying to shut up long enough for God to be able to talk to me. (I fail miserably at this and wonder at times how God manages to get through at all.)
I try to write for my specific audience, and to put my thoughts into terms that will most likely reach them on some level. Most of my writing is business writing, and geared toward life and career coaching. I write a lot of articles for LinkedIn: all of them are really focused on career and personal development, positivity, creativity, faith and any of the more spiritual stuff I try and couch into other words…even if in my heart they all eventually come back to God.
Really, it all does…I mean, the big everything. I’ve noticed, though, that if you start using scary religious-sounding words, people tend to back away. It’s intimidating. It can be uncomfortable. And without knowing your audience, it can be tremendously awkward. I don’t know how I will be taken, or if people will see something that looks too “Jesus-y” and run if that’s not their thing or something they want to look at right now.
Lord knows I was one of those someone’s for a long time.
Half of the reason I started this blog was that I wanted the freedom to speak about Jesus, to talk about Mary, and to say that for me, whenever I am talking about that universal love or power, or the source of all creativity and goodness, I am talking about God…but it’s nice to be able to use the words.
For me it’s an inescapable conclusion that the source of everything and anything is a power more vast than my limited comprehension or understanding. I don’t really care who you worship or what you call that power. I don’t care if you are a Buddhist or a Naturalist or a Catholic. For me, those are just different hats attempting to imperfectly to fit the same thing.
I am not ashamed. If anything, I am awkward. And I really want to believe that too, though there is a part of me that feels some guilt that if I am not shouting from the rooftops “Jesus Christ is my Lord and Savior” that maybe I am hiding. Maybe I am pulling a Peter. Maybe I am denying Christ?
I hope to God I’m not.
But I feel like if everything for me comes from God, I’ve got to believe some of the words I am using also then come from that source. I’ve been given words. I’ve been given ideas, and ways to express them.
I’d like to think God speaks to people where they are. I’d like to think He can use me in the very same way to spread His message and to share love. I’d like to believe that He too doesn’t much care about the verbiage so much as the ultimate opportunity to reach those that maybe feel a bit iffy about calling stuff “God” and back away from the big “JC.”
My God is way bigger than any names we can give him. I have to believe my God is therefore way bigger than my awkwardness and my weakness and can use those too.
Dear Lord: Let me be authentic and honest. Let me stand up in faith. Work in my words, and help me to understand how better I can serve. Make me brave. Make me strong. Take my fragility, and worry of being judged or misunderstood, and use it to Your Good, knowing I’m working hard every day to do better, and to be better. Amen.