Yes, Jim, I really do post seven times a day
November 28th, 2006
Completely unrelated to the title:
A few things that I want to hear said about me: (not in the context of I think it should be said about me right now, but instead that these are things that motivate me to act in ways that merit these things being said):
“Every moment I’ve spent with Michael makes me think about Jesus.” – Max Lucado, about Michael Card
“Rabbis were passionate and funny and quirky and unpredictable. They told stories and laughed and went to a lot of parties and never stopped asking questions and pushing their students and keeping them guessing. Rabbis devoted their energies to their students to help them learn to do what they did, and they used every opportunity they had to prepare their students.” – Rob Bell in Velvet Elvis (yes, I know I posted it already, but that’s because I want to be like this)
“… a man after God’s own heart.” – How David was described
“Well done, good and faithful servant.” – God (in a parable)
“This is my Son, with whom I am well pleased.” – God
November 28th, 2006 at 8:23 am
I think about that all the time too. Although, mine has a mommy spin to it. For a while I was really sick. I wasn’t sure if I was seriously gonna be around for a long time. It got me thinking about the kind of person I am. For me the question I ask most is, “What kind of person will my family say I was?”. “When my kids are someday telling their friends about me, what will they say.” Because they are the ones who get to see me really be me….happy or sad, frustrated or content, angry or peaceful…they see it all. So I always wonder what will be their conclusion about my life.
I always hope that their conclusion will be that I was the kind of Mom that admitted when I screwed up, said I’m sorry when I should, and showed them how a real human being loves Jesus and people amidst all their screw ups. And in all that, I hope that they will decide to follow Jesus because I made it look appealing instead of boring, hypocritical, and too hard.
November 28th, 2006 at 9:43 am
Never stop pursuing those things Mr. Stauffer. Guard those desires fiercely … because life doesn’t actually make sense when they die.