How sweet are your words to my taste, sweeter than honey to my mouth! ~Psalm 119:103 (NIV)
Buzz got it’s start in the Garden of Eden when Eve recommended the apple. ~@stickyJesus
Adam and Eve were in a relationship.
Eve tasted the forbidden apple.
It was sweet.
So she told Adam to try it.
And he trusted her.
So he ate, too.
Flawed fruit.
Oops.
The number one reason people buy or try something is that someone they trust told them to do so. ~@stickyJesus
It’s called “buzz.
Word of mouth marketing.
And customers are bees that taste and spread.
Jesus was the Buzz Master.
People swarmed after Him.
And spread the word.
Jesus would have a sticky website today.
Visitors would camp out there.
Because His message is sweet.
I’ll bet His stats would surpass any system’s ability to measure.
Suffice to say that if you add up your friends, followers, and RSS blog subscriptions across the Web, then one blog, post, video, sermon link, tweet or post could easily reach tens of thousands of people in one given day. ~@sticky Jesus
We have the sweetest, most sticky message of all time.
And an amazing ability to spread it.
We can build relationships.
We can build trust.
We can taste and see.
And we can share the buzz.
The wise counsel God gives when I’m awake is confirmed by my sleeping heart. Day and night I’ll stick with God; I’ve got a good thing going and I’m not letting go. ~Psalm 16:7-8 (Message)
Linking with Michelle Sarabia and others who are walking through this book together.
Love the word trust. Everything around us kind of hinges on it. From our marriages, our jobs, our online life . . . I love knowing that I’m not moving and breathing in this space alone but with so many other believers. We are feeding a buzz that is eternal—and our understanding of that is so critical. The sticky message of Christ will outstick and outlast even our passion for spreading it!
Thanks for your prose that sparked that thought in my heart today, Sandy! You are a light saber for the King.
Now I’m pondering that word trust as I sit here in the hospital. A place where one really needs to let go.
You ooze joy.
Sandy, wow, love this amazingly poetic post! Love the idea of being ‘sticky’ like honey, leaving a sweet taste behind us, which makes me think maybe we’re like buzzy bees collecting nectar to create honey – a great thing is bees make honey in whole colonies i.e. together in a wonderful collaboration not individually!
“… bees make honey in whole colonies i.e. together in a wonderful collaboration not individually!”
That is an amazing observation. So glad to belong to the same hive.
Sandy – You have a magical way with words.
You bring beauty to all you do.
You are a digital scribe indeed!
Thanks for being stuck to Him and us. Bless you.
It’s an honor to scribe for Him with you. XOXO
I don’t usually like bees, but this….this may have just changed my mind! Honestly, there are times I feel like I don’t know this message well enough to share it with others “properly”…but even just one drip of honey tastes sweet…I just need to give…and then build…and trust.
Really.need.to.get.this.book. I’ve said it before, since you introduced it here…just need to go get it!
I’ve been to your hive, Melissa. You are saturated with Him, but all it takes is a drip. He is master of making much from little.
Go. Get. Book.
Snady-Once again, you have led us to the ‘hive’ where the honey is dripping! So blessed that we are bonded as sticky sisters sharing the buzz of His message to a hungry and waiting world.
Thank you. Bless you for this beautiful and spirited reflection.
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Guess it pays to consider in whom we put our trust! No apples from strange women, thank you very much. :p
Or strange men.
I agree with Melinda Y.(imagine that) and all the other people commenting. This is a wonderful post.
You have led us to the “hive.” These words drip like honey with the sweetness of our Savior.
“Jesus was the Buzz Master.” I love it!
He’s the King Bee.
This reminds me of a passage in the OT which suggests that when the beekeeper would hiss/whistle “his” bees would recognize the sound and come to him.
Would that we would recognize His voice so readily.
Oh, I need to go find that passage!
To recognize His voice, we have to silence the noise.