Not Caring What People Think

Blog Pause Day Six:  It's the final day of 2012!  Thank you for joining me during my Blog Pause these past few days.  I'll be back with fresh posts starting tomorrow, but for now, I'll leave you with this final flashback from 2012.

Originally posted April 8, 2012

As I readied the girls for church this morning and we rushed out the door, I took a final look at their outfits.

For a moment, I thought that I should have done better.  Shouldn't they be wearing tights under their dresses instead of cotton leggings, mismatched socks, or bare legs?  Shouldn't they have new dress shoes instead of everyday sneakers?

Wouldn't we be better prepared for Easter if we looked the part?

As we drove to church, I realized that the answer is a resounding no.  

It's not about our outward appearances.  We don't need to have our acts together to come to God.  He invites us this way -- honest, broken, disheveled, just as we are.  We can come before Him with mismatched socks.

During service, a man stood to speak about how Christ changed his life.  I hated everyone.  I didn't care what people thought of me then, he said, speaking of his sordid background filled with crime, drugs, and stints in rehab and jail.  I've known this man for years, and I knew parts of his story but not the depths.

His life is so different now.  He's a preschool teacher.  He works in children's ministry.  He's been clean and serving God for ten years, and my children absolutely love him.  I can't help but smile when I see him.  And what he said next struck such a chord in me:  And I don't care what people think of me now.  I'm living for Jesus.  How could I not want others to know?

I don't care what people think of me now.

During services, this is a man who claps the loudest.  This is a man who always stands in the front, his arms raised, and will will shout Amen! and Thank you, Jesus!  

This is a man who -- I am sure -- has gotten sideways glances, even from fellow church-goers, because of his unbridled zeal.  Can't he just tone it down?  Let's keep this respectful.  

But no, he can't tone it down.  His life has been changed, and he's not going to forget it.  He wants everyone to experience what he's discovered.

When I accepted Christ at age fifteen, I was a pretty good kid.  By most people's standards, I hadn't done too much wrong.  I don't have a dramatic testimony of being lifted from the gutter by God's grace, yanked from a lifestyle of blatant sin or addiction.  I've been following God for nineteen years. 

Still, do I have the same tenacity to boldly proclaim, I don't care what people think of me now?  

Because sometimes I do care.  I work in academia, an environment where faith in Jesus is not the norm.  I live in regular society, a society where following God can seem antiquated or closed-minded.  I blog, and some of my readers might not agree.

Even though I should have immediately left the sanctuary to pick up my girls in their Sunday school classrooms once the service ended, I instead went to the front for prayer.  My request was simple: "I don't want to care."

So there I stood, tears on my face, wiping my nose with my daughter's jacket that was draped over my arm, knowing that I looked disheveled and mismatched.  Exactly as God wants me to be -- honest, without pretense.

I'm living for Jesus.  An audience of one.  

It won't always be popular.  It might not be applauded or even understood.  But I'm like that man.  My life has been marked by God, and I am so grateful

How could I ever forget it?  How could I not want everyone to know Jesus?

I want to point others to Christ.  Let me always care about people, but let me not care about what people may think.

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  1. Somehow I missed this post during the year so it was meant to be for you to re-post this because it is one of the best posts I've ever read. I love this message and the way you talk about it. You make it sound so simple even though it can be so difficult. But please always remind me how simple it can be! 

  2. jane@quietcountrylifeDecember 31, 2012

    This is a hugely inspring message and I love the photo of the mismatched socks as well. I try to teach my children to be themselves and not worry too much about what others think of them as long as they are true to themselves. I will definitely be using this post as an example of what I mean.


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