Since starting this blog in September 2010, I often wonder who is reading it. Some people leave comments; others write to me on Facebook about a blog they have read. Once in a while WordPress.com sends me a message that says, “someone has subscribed to your blog.” It’s a nice surprise. I may recognize the email address, but sometimes I don’t. And again I wonder, who out there in cyberspace is reading my words?
Words. I told you a blog or two ago that I had been thinking a lot about words, the words I write and the words I say. One of my life goals is to speak words that will help others become stronger.
So it was with much interest that I read a devotion from Our Daily Bread sent by email from my sweet friend, Sharon. She usually sends a short inspirational thought each day to her email friends. But this day she sent the full message.
The Scripture referenced in this devotional was the apostle Paul’s startling message to the Corinthian church.* He said:
“Clearly, you are a letter from Christ . . . This letter is written not with pen and ink, but with the Spirit of the living God. It is carved not on tablets of stone, but on human hearts.” (New Living Translation)
There was also a quote by Lewis Bayly, a chaplain to King James I in England. In his book, The Practice of Piety, he said, “one who hopes to effect any good by his writings will find that he will instruct very few . . . The most powerful means, therefore, of promoting what is good is by example . . . living excellence to those around him.”
Wow! I had to ponder that for a moment. Me, a letter to the world. Who is reading, and what are people reading in me? A book of fiction, a mystery, an advice column, the latest gossip news?
Now I’m beginning to realize I am a walking blog, a modern version of a letter, or as they say in King James Version, a living epistle. The words are written and read by people I see every day.
Dear Heavenly Father, may people see the Word that became flesh written on my heart and lived out in my life.
* 2 Corinthians 3:3
Please leave a comment. Now you know how much I want to know you are out there.
Your blog to me is like a little piece of “Ladies Prayer Meeting” that we attended many years ago at Sis. Charlene’s house on Tuesday mornings. I really miss that time we shared.
Oh Vanessa, it is so wonderful to hear from you! Those meetings in the basement of Mother and Dad’s home were something special, weren’t they? Thanks for reading my blog.
Peggy, Christ shines from your life. Linda
Linda, you are so kind. Thanks.