Be content to live unknown for awhile

I like to be known. I remember as a kid feeling as if I was a fly on the wall.  That's a hopeless feeling unless you think someone has a fly swatted and is out to get you. I liked having someone notice me.  It felt very loving to have someone sit down by me and listen to me.  There is something about being noticed and attention makes us feel like we matter. And yet, God asks me to "be content to live unknown for awhile". It's not a Bible verse, it's a concept. God asks me to not matter. God asks me to take a back seat willingly. Be the second fiddle in the band. Play the instrument that gets no solos. Nobody really likes to play the bass drum because it's boring.  Thump, thump, boom, boom and then a rest of all things...and yet when the bass drum is missing we are all tapping our feet. God asks me to just take a back seat in my daily walk and be content with being His child known to him and not worry about anyone else. We like to know people know we exist, we like to feel like we matter and those are good things. We do matter and we are very important. But when we become more important that he, our priorities change. God is simply asking us to be content in being in his heart and not in everyone else's hair.
Proverbs  11:2 " When pride comes then comes dishonor, but with the humble is wisdom."  When I am content to live unknown, put others before me, see and feel Jesus in my life rather than how important I feel, God will give me wisdom. When I need to be noticed, feel important by how others treat me and get the pats on the back, often  it's my pride stepping to the front. God simply wants me to go unnoticed so He  can be noticed. It's hard for me to get out of the way sometimes so people see Jesus..it's hard for me to go unnoticed for awhile...and I don't think I am the only one...

Moments of wonder

There are times in life when we have moments of wonder. Those are the moments when we glimpse something in life that seems too glorious for us to comprehend and we just kind of drop our jaw and look like an idiot as we go "duh".
For me one of those moments was the other day during the Easter program at church. Here we had practiced this for months.  We knew what was coming  and going and who was singing, talking, reciting, and where our enterances would be. After awhile you just take things as they come..and then you have a moment of wonder. It was about the moment that the man carrying his boy in his arms to be healed by Jesus..I got chills down my back and wondered, what would it have really been like to have been healed.  We cheered and clapped as we were instructed to do but I wondered what my reaction would have been had that been my child? I have a feeling I would not have smiled at the crowd, and walked calmly on stage.  I'm wonder ...might I have dropped my child, bowed on the ground in adoration, fear, wonder and almost forgot about the healing when presented with the son of God?  In a moment of wonder,,,what would my reaction have really been?