Holding Up Signs In LIfe!

I often can look at a picture and sometimes that is where a post comes from.  Many of my blogs I just looked at a picture and out came a new post, but today I can't do that.  I have the day off and have been to a few stores and drove around town for a little while and that got boring.  So I went to mazzio's and got a salad to go and came home and talked to my wife for a few minutes, and she left to go take a test. 

So I thought for a minute about what I could do around the house and I quickly lost interest in that.  So \I decided to shut myself up in the computer room put earphones in my ear and start writing another post.  I decided that this would be the best way to spend my time off today.  I figure the best thing you can do when you really have nothing else to do is try to write something to maybe inspire somebody who needs it.  I don't know what people think about this blog and I don't write it to get any kind of attention or great responses, but I do pray every time it will turn somebodies life around. 

As  my wife and  I went to Little Rock yesterday, we passed a few people holding signs up against abortion.  I really never have seen anybody do that in real life, I have only seen it on TV.  I wondered how their sign holding and protest actually stopped abortion.  To me I thought it was a waste of time.  I'm a person who want to dig in to the real problem, I want to see quick results.  Many would say to me that I'm not seeing the whole picture.  I often think if I don't go to the top cause of the problem I won't see results at all.  It's like when you call about a problem on one of your bills, we don't want to talk to some little  customer represntative, I want to talk to  a manger or the CEO, if I had it my way.  Usually, when you do talk to a manager you get the results you wanted.  So me holding a sign would not be productive, I would want to have a personal appointment with the staff and doctors of the clinic.  I want to go in and choke it by the neck.  Obviously, sign holding in front of an abortion clinic is about the best way to share your religious beliefs on the matter.  I don't know if anybody has ever spoke to amy staff members at a clinc, but so far all I ever see are signs.

My blog sometimes feels like I am holding a sign sometimes.  I don't really know the results of my writing sometimes.  Over the past couple of years I have seen the big picture of my blogging.  Most of my readers are from the United States and I have had a few hits from a lot of different countries.  Which is great!  I know I won't reach everybody in the entire world, it would be nice to reach every person, but the statistics are always going against it.  In my heart when it comes to preaching or writing about Christ, you won't reach everyone, many will take time to read and many will skip over it altogether.  I normally post a link on Facebook which has helped, yet the readers are few.  That's Ok though, if I can reach one person that is great results and mankes the effort all the better.

Life is also like holding up a sign.  Human beings are always trying to hold up a sign to get some kind of attention from others.  Here are some of the signs I see everyday in life.  The way people dress some very dressy in the best clothes others dressing in a very different rebellious way.  Political signs on the back of their vehicles, they really want people to know that they are Republican or Democrat.  This sign can usually get you in the right place or the rebellious side of life.  If your an elephant you have good standing with Christians and if you are a donkey your considered Satans best friend.  (Which is completely stupid!)  Many of us wear our titles as our sign of greatness in life.  Like DR. or CEO, which makes people think you are  smart, which they do have some brains but makes them no different from the person living in the ghetto or the single mother trying to raise children by herself.  The underdog who survives life is my true hero, not somebody with a title. 

So why do we hold the signs up in life?  Why do we care what people think about us?  I used to think that I had to be something to have somebody give me praise, then I realized Christ's teaching and the way he lived his life.  Humble was Christ who wore no title at all.  He was the greatest man who ever lived on Earth, yet he never made himself greater than the master, he was a servant not just for his father but for all of us.  I hate titles they are the signs that separate the world from each other, and that is not what God's want. He wants us to be in unison and to be together for all eternity.  Hold up a sign that states, " I am nothing but a messenger for Christ, let's talk!"  To all who read my blog I hope you continue and hope it helps in some way! Thanks