Trey was in a hurry to go skateboarding, but I quickly clicked to see the message anyway.
Hold everything…this was important.
A very well known ministry had sent me a direct message asking me where the blog was, as I had shut it down for a season.
I was very impressed with me.
I was known.
I was important.
I had significance.
Much to Trey’s frustration, I immediately sat back down to answer this direct message with one of my own.
I wrote a tweet with a less than 140 character explanation to my well known inquirers and hit send.
“Message can’t be sent. #wellknownministry doesn’t follow you”
So much for me.
I really wasn’t known
I really wasn’t important.
I had no significance to them.
I really didn’t matter after all.
Greatly and needfully humbled, I stood up from the computer and told my boy we could go now…there would be no further delay.
He lit up with the never ending joy and anticipation he feels when he’s going to the skate park.
“Thank you for taking me…I love it when you are with me…I love you”.
I am blessed to be me.
I’m known by who matters.
I’m important to who matters.
I’m significant to who matters.
I really do matter…to who matters.
Make your own application…