“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!”
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.