“Oh the depth of the riches both of the wisdom and knowledge of God! How unsearchable are his judgments, and his ways past finding out!”
Romans 11:33
I’m borrowing heavily from the Lost Crusader today to tell something about myself. I know that God has a sense of humor. The scriptures say He laughs at the foolish notions of His creations. I once worked in a locked Psych Unit, so, it’s not hard for me to imagine God laughing. However, I believe there are times when God takes an active role in creating humorous situations. It’s almost as if He’s testing us to see if we can laugh along.
We had a great time Saturday at the Upper Cumberland Bigfoot Festival. We sold quite a few books. For me, the amazing thing was running into people who knew my name.
In high school, I wanted to be weird, but I never wanted people to know my name. To be the weirdo in the purple tie-dye and the diamond-shaped shades was sufficient for my need for recognition and acceptance.
When I became a Christian, I desired more than anything else to just fade without distinction into the church. The notion of personal recognition was abhorrent to me. What I didn’t count on was God’s sense of humor. Next thing you know, I was standing in a pulpit. Then, before I knew it, I was leading songs too---acapella at that. The quiet, extremely private guy I liked being was pushed onto the stage and had to learn to dance in a hurry.
Now that I’ve taken up writing, I can hide behind the pages. Ha! Just when I think that people are showing up wanting to meet the author and shake my hand. I just have to laugh at that because I believe somewhere God is having a good chuckle at how uncomfortable doing that makes me. It’s not that He’s being cruel. He’s answering my prayers. It’s just that He’s having fun doing it.
I realize that meeting people and promoting my books and, however incidentally myself, is a must if people are going to read my stuff. Nevertheless, it takes a certain amount of sucking it up and just doing it on my part. Appearing foolish doesn’t frighten me. Occasionally it may slow me down a bit, but scare me? Obviously not—as my blogs attest.
That said, I’ll be going out to meet people who read my books and those I want to persuade to read my books every chance I get. If you meet me, just come on up and shake hands. You’re welcome to laugh along with me if it makes me blush or ramble. And why not? God is having a good time with it, and so should we.
Maranatha
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