Mine! Mine! Mine!

A couple of Sundays ago, this was the topic in our children's worship service: Operation Mine! Mine! Mine! It was awesome! (Jealous???)

Totally unrelated, I play this game with other kids sometimes, they want a bite, or a drink, or a chip. I grab the item and tell them Mine! Mine! Mine! And then, of course, give them whatever it is they wanted and we laugh and have some fun with it.

But, WOW, those three words are resounding aren't they? Kind of, sort of, sounds like... Me! Me! Me!

A few years ago, when I began really seeking what it was to be a Christian, someone gave me some advice that was life changing.

I was searching, seeking, walking around with all this inner turmoil, visiting churches (living in Virginia then) and just couldn't find one that suited me. I was coming home and weighing out what I liked, what I didn't like, etc. Who was nice to me, who gave me weird looks, what songs did they sing, how many pamphlets did I get, etc. I was really concerned about what I was going to get out of it all. I wanted and needed to be somewhere that gave me something to look forward to, moral and emotional support. I wanted to walk out of that building feeling lifted up. We've all been there.

But then, someone said to me: Maybe you should stop worrying so much about what you're going to get and think about what you can give.

Since I heeded that advice, my life has not been the same. I am so thankful that I can worship at Axiom Church and leave feeling fulfilled - I can listen and absorb the messages each week, fellowhip with others, laugh and cut up with the kids. But I wholly believe that that feeling of being fulfilled is because my focus is not on what all I can get, but what I have been graciously given and in return can share with others.

That feeling still creeps and crawls in every now and again - "what about me?" But, I just have to kick it to the side and remind myself that it's not about me. It never was and it never will be. All the Glory to God.