It has fallen upon me to make an impact on this planet while I’m here and, God willing, I will. But there is one aspect I am not looking very much forward to, that of the celebrity limelight.
There is fame and then there is influence, and when the two collide a star is born. I am all about being influential. I would love that. ‘You must influence them; do not let them influence you!’ I have made some impressions already; the Austin influx, high-waisted Mom-jeans, seltzer water, comfort shoes for the elderly, adults using coloring books. No way to prove where trends are born, but those are just a theory. These were just warm-ups to the real influence I want to achieve. To make Jesus hip. After all, he is the coolest guy I know.
I would love to influence the world for the better, whether they be a believer or not. They are still my neighbors. And we must, ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’
On the other hand, being a star in this fallen place looks like it would be so tedious. So much fake smiling, fake laughing, fake complimenting, caring about clothes, selfies- I am terrible at all of these things. If I do become a star I would like to state here and now, dear reader, it was God’s will not mine. If I had it my way I would be all influence and no fame.
When Michael Jackson was alive my heart ached at seeing how ostracized and tormented he was. That’s what it means to be a real star in this stinking world. You are the world’s punching bag for all their pain. And even that is ok, for, ‘He has set eternity in the human heart.’
If Michael’s heart could take it, so can mine. I just don’t think I have the inherent grace he had. I am a definite diamond in the rough. And, I’m not saying I will be a megastar like him, I just think he was famous for being loving and I, too, am doing all this out of love for my fellow man.
‘Teach me to do your will, for you are my God; let your good Spirit lead me on level ground.’ Amen.