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Reflections on @stickyJesus: Chapter 9

February 10, 2011 By Sandra Heska King

Humility is not thinking less of yourself but thinking of yourself less. ~C.S. Lewis

Caution!

You are about to enter the land of the “streaming me.” Where everyone–almost–screams for attention.

Everywhere you click online, competing messages, philosophies, opinions, and personal agendas dominate . . . You can’t be online for five minutes without bumping into an all-star blogger, marketing maven, social networking ninja, SEO expert, or Hollywood celebrity dueling for the number one spot in the conversation. ~@stickyJesus p. 117

The land echoes with noisy gongs and clanging cymbals.

Look at me!

Love me!

Oh, and please buy this.

It’s easy to get caught up with the crowd.

To wrestle our way into a clique and ignore the uncool.

Unless we’ve frisked our thoughts, checked our hearts, and dressed for success.

Clothed in humility and love.

Because it’s not all about who we know.

Or what we know.

We know our rights and our position.

Chosen, holy, dearly loved, and destined for the throne.

It’s all about Who we know.

The One who gave it all up.

Let go of rights and position.

Shed glory skin and crawled into human flesh.

Stooped low.

And accepted everyone on the same level.

It’s not like we can turn humility on and off by flicking a switch or presenting a password.

It comes from a heart melted into the heart of the Famous One.

Fired by love.

So check yourself. Living in the Land of Shiny Things releases a subtle elixir of false worth into the air that easily entices. Mercifully, God gives us His word to remind us that our most noble endeavors–while impressive to this world–will never draw heaven’s applause if they lack the heart of humility, which is love. ~@stickyJesus p. 124

Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit, Rather in humility value others above yourselves, not looking to your own interests but each of you to the interests of others. ~Philippians 2:3-4

It’s You and You alone that I seek, Lord. I want to tell your story in this digital sea of streaming “me.”  ~@stickyJesus p. 129

What do you seek today?

This post is part of the @stickyJesus Read-Along led by Michelle Sarabia.

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  1. Brooke says

    February 10, 2011 at 3:09 pm

    what a crazy, abnormal, wonderful concept. Our God is good.

    • Sandra says

      February 11, 2011 at 8:55 am

      So good!

  2. toni birdsong says

    February 10, 2011 at 5:12 pm

    Your blog is SO chapter 9 Sandy. I’m thanking God that He aligned total strangers in the Land of Shiny Things. Thank you for infusing your prose and insights into this chapter. Wish I knew you a year ago . . . would have put this in the book!!! You are amazing, always. Drawn to the humble heart of Christ in you. Keep on wrapping yourself in His spirit daily and you will reach far into the web of streaming “me” and penetrate the day for His glory . . . an effort that will outlive all of us! Great post!

    • Sandra says

      February 11, 2011 at 8:59 am

      Oh, Toni! I wish I knew you before, too! But God’s timing is perfect. Still remember laughter and ice cream and M&M’s and getting lost and being late. Best. Time. And can’t wait for a repeat. Love your heart. Love your joy. It’s contagious.

  3. nance marie says

    February 10, 2011 at 7:41 pm

    a heart
    so much to do with our heart

    “heart of humility, which is love “

    • Sandra says

      February 11, 2011 at 9:05 am

      If I counted right, Tami and Toni use the word “heart” 173 times in this book.

  4. seekingpastor says

    February 11, 2011 at 8:14 am

    I monitor my motivations for what I do regularly. I don’t always like what I find, but it is always helpful.

    • Sandra says

      February 11, 2011 at 9:16 am

      I hear you, Matt. Me, too. May we always reveal His heart.

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