Tuesday, January 13, 2004

Fishbowl

I went to small group tonight. It is always hard for me to have a good attitude about going to. Right now I am on a group with the "Singles" and a few married couples. You know, when I think about it, it's not really a small group at all. There were 18 people there tonight.

After I am there I am almost always glad that I went. We all think along that same lines and can have some pretty thought provoking conversations. This week we talked a lot about our "fruit" and what that looked like to us and to others. After several people, including me, shared about the changes that our lives have undergone as we have grown closer with Christ, we decided that as Christians we live in a fishbowl. Everyone is watching. The world is looking to see if what we claim to have is real or not. They are watching to see how we act, talk, and respond to things. Like it or not, it is going to happen. The question becomes, what does my life look like to the world.

Living with a non-Christian is a bigger responsibility than I have ever imagined. That is a scary place to be. My mom is not a believer and I know that she is watching my every move. In the last 6 months or so God has changed my heart toward my mom. He has shown me that honoring my mother is a hard thing to do, but it is not an option. During these past months God has shown me more of her need for Him. I have seen her with new eyes and have learned that she IS watching my every thought, word, and action. Talk about living in a fishbowl!

God, I know that I live right smack in the middle of a fishbowl and that each time I go out into the world, people are watching. God would you please help me to see that as I react to people that they are either getting a picture of you or they are getting a picture of my flesh. I ask that you would make my life all about glorifying You, I want people to have no question about whose I am! God please give me the strength and courage to fight the daily battles against the enemy and his plans to affect my life.

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