It doesn’t involve trumpets or scrolls or marks of the beast. It was really quite mundane, actually, this revelation of mine.
Early morning this morning found me trying to go back to sleep after the pitter patter of our younger daughter’s footsteps coming into our room woke me from a sound sleep. Of course, the harder I tried to go back to sleep, the more my brain wanted to fire everything at me it’d seen or experienced the day before.
I’d written a blog post yesterday evening, and it got a few likes on WordPress, a few more on Facebook, and my best friend shared it, where it garnered a few more likes, one of which from a mutual atheist friend. This led to about half an hour of back and forth texting as I wrestled with how I was delivering the Message – co-opting to the secular culture in which we live, or presenting it in a fresh, new way that my Pagan and atheist friends can receive? My mind played with that some more last night.
Then my brain flashed a screen snippet from Facebook, a post my friend and mentor Donna Maria made inviting those of us in the same business organization to share our blog links. Last night and the other day when I saw it, my mental response was the same: “Oh crap! I haven’t updated my business blog in ages!” And it’s true. I never know what to write, yet for this blog, the inspiration and the words simply flow.
I’ve been grousing lately about not getting the opportunity to preach at our church or teach in our small group. (I have theories about why not, as does my husband. His usually revolve around certain parties being afraid I’ll be better than they are. Maybe it’s just deep-seated chauvinism from patriarchally structured faith backgrounds?) If I were to teach week after week in our small group, I’d reach 12-25 people. If I were to preach in our church, both services, one Sunday a year, I’d reach about 500 people. But here in this space, I can potentially reach close to 800 people with every single post, and that’s just counting Twitter and Facebook followers. That does not include WordPress followers, followers of people who themselves share my posts with their Twitter followers or FB friends, nor does it include those who stumble upon my posts through searches, by accident or whatever. That’s a pretty humbling realization.
Seeing the light (so to speak) in the early morning darkness made me realize that soap is not my passion. Soapmaking is fun and a way to earn money, but it’s really not what I want to do for the rest of my life. Ministry is my passion. Loving God’s people is my passion. My second mom reminded me this afternoon that “love heals,” so allowing the love of God in me to heal people is my passion. Sharing a fresh word from God, whatever that word is, is my passion. Maybe the word is meant for one, or maybe it’s meant for hundreds. Lifting people up is my passion.
So, maybe it’s now time to know one another. Please introduce yourself, and if you feel like it, share what you feel like your passion is so that we can encourage one another to pursue it.