I don't know who all reads this. It's funny (funny-odd...not funny-funny) that when I write stuff, I'm usually alone, and the words feel...oh, I don't know, isolated maybe? But there is a potential audience for this post and that makes me kind of nervous. Because some of the possible readers knew me in my college years, or even before. Yikes! Those were days filled with ME...days when I didn't walk with Christ...didn't value Him above all else.
I said I knew Christ, but that was where it ended...just...well, isolated words, I guess. And here I am now, blogging about how much I love Jesus and how amazing His Word is to me. Do these people that I love so much think to themselves, "You've got to be kidding, me! This was written by Chris? I remember the time he..." ? (fill in the blank there. I was going to, but it seemed inappropriate and a little celebrative of something that I don't need to be proud of). Recently I tried to contact a few "old" friends on FB to say "Hello" and got no response.
Maybe they don't check their account very much...oh, wait a minute they just posted a status. Ummm...maybe they don't respond to weirdos who they recall doing "that which must not be named". Not that I blame them. They don't know me anymore. Still...it leaves me with an incredible desire to somehow let them know that my life is different...changed...new.
I write this because I was just wondering if anyone else has ever felt this way before. Have you had a past that did not radiate Christ, but now you have a different groove...a changed perspective that has been altered by an encounter with the Almighty?
I'd love to hear...