If you’ve known me longer than, say, five minutes you know that I’m given to a little drama. Okay, a lot of drama. I’m a drama queen, in fact. I do believe that I may be a partially recovering drama queen, but if I were in Drama Queens Anonymous, I’d still be at “Step One: admit you have a problem.” I tell big stories. I love to get big laughs. I thrive on attention. Why do you think I blog?
As a part of my Drama Queen affliction, I love anything that involves groups of people watching me. I love acting, public speaking, doing demonstrations and singing either solo or in small ensembles. Choirs spread the attention too far for my liking. Interestingly, the Lord hasn’t given me the opportunity to do any of those things for quite some years now. It’s been at least three years since I’ve sung publicly, and as much time since I’ve acted, and apart from teaching I haven’t spoken formally in public since at least 2004. Do you think maybe the Lord has been giving me a time out? I do.
Veronica, over at Toddled Dredge, who is one of my very favorite bloggers, is doing her annual 12 days of Christmas posts. This year’s theme is passages from Handel’s Messiah, and today’s post is from Isaiah 40:9 “. . . shine for thy light has come . . . “. Please read it. I can’t do it justice, but I think that after reading my above confessions, you will understand why Richard’s story has convicted me so greatly. Maybe the willingness with which Richard stood is the willingness with which I should sit still and shut up.
Maybe, just maybe, I shine with Christ’s light when the spotlight is aimed somewhere else.