Facebook cracks me up. Next to connecting with family and friends spread around the globe, the memes are the second best thing about social media for me.
For those of you unfamiliar, memes are defined as “an activity, concept, catchphrase or piece of media which spreads, often as mimicry, from person to person via the Internet.” Basically they are funny or snarky sayings paired with a photograph or image to convey views and feelings and are reposted again and again on people’s Facebook pages.
A recent example I shared was “Every time you feel yourself getting pulled into other people’s nonsense, repeat these words: ‘Not my circus, not my monkeys.’ — Polish Proverb.” It seemed to describe the week I was having at the time.
As another workweek approached, I posted two celebrity-related memes; one featuring “Friends” characters Chandler and Joey, who has bubble wrap on his head (We are all mature until somebody brings out some bubble wrap), and one with actor Steve Carrell (I changed all my passwords to “incorrect” so whenever I forget, it will tell me “Your password is incorrect.”).
My life is a constant crazy. I’m sure you would know nothing about that (read sarcasm here). Whether it is the office politics, my sidebar activities, women’s ministries or simply the noise in my head with all those un-birthed story ideas swirling — all of it collides in one hot mess.
I used to say I thrived on stress. Now I wake up some mornings reciting to my husband that 1980s catchphrase from Toys ‘R’ Us: “I don’t wanna grow up, I’m a Toys ‘R’ Us kid.” Or how about the meme “We’re adults? When did that happen and how do we make it stop?”
In all seriousness, how often do you and I let everyone else dictate to us how we are going to act/react, feel and/or see ourselves?
Let’s face it. Many of us have a tendency to let our co-workers influence our attitudes. We let our family determine what should be personal decisions. We let our self-image bow and wither based on what others say or when we compare ourselves to others.
I’m reading a fantastic book titled “Altar Ego” by Craig Groeschel, who also is responsible for another fantastic book titled “Weird.” In a nutshell, he says, “You are who God says you are.” I’ve shared with you before that that became my testimony a couple of years ago.
It doesn’t matter what the world thinks about me. All I should care about is what God thinks about me.
The sermon last Sunday posed a question straight from Jesus’ lips: “Did you not know I must be about My Father’s business?” (Luke 2:49)
Translated: “What has your Father called you to do?”
Paul said our purpose, as seen in Galatians 1:10, is to serve and please Him.
Translated: You don’t worry about seeking approval from those around you, but rather seek His face and find grace (His approval obtained thanks to what Christ did on the cross, not anything you did) there.
Jesus told His human parents His business was to serve as seen in John 6:38, Luke 24:44, John 10:10 and Matthew 20:28.
1 John 2:6 tells us we are to do the same.
So what are you here for? Who are you serving? What are your intentions, or rather maybe you should ask, what are His intentions for you?
Joshua told the Israelites: “Choose you this day whom you serve … As for me and my household, we will serve the Lord.” (Joshua 24:15)
If you aren’t serving God, making His business your business, then you are obviously serving yourself and trying to gain man’s applause through what you do, say, act, look like, etc.
Reba McEntire has song lyrics that I once had written out on a Post-It note at work: “Mind your own business/’Cause if you mind your business/Then you won’t be mindin’ mine.”
Maybe we should be minding our own business as it pertains to what our Father has told us our business is, rather than worrying about what others’ business is!
Contact Ruth Ann Replogle at www.facebook.com/JustHoldOnRR or firstname.lastname@example.org