
Love your Reader
The golden rule is also a good blogging
precept: Write the kind of posts you would really
like to read. Ask yourself: Would I like to read this? What would reading this
do to me?
At this stage of my life, I can’t
get enough of grace, of the deep love and mercy of God. And that’s
fortunate—because grace and the love of God are some of the few things I can’t
get too much of which are actually good for me. All the others things involve
spending too much, or eating too much, or sitting too much, or…you get the
picture.
And this is one way to blog daily
without exhausting oneself, without boring oneself, without repeating oneself.
By dipping one’s cup into the deep wells of the love of God, and the creativity
of God: God’s stream of thoughts, which outnumbers the stars, or the
grains of sand on the seashore (Psalm 139:18).
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How exactly
do we love our readers as Christian bloggers, or digital disciples?
Well, for starters,
we give them grace, rather than the law. Peter, who knew the disgrace of failing—lying,
betraying, being pushy and envious--openly, in public, eventually had little
time for the law. Didn’t work for him; won’t work for us. The question he asks the council of Jerusalem
changes the course of church history: Now, therefore, why are you putting God to the test by
placing a yoke on the neck of the disciples that
neither our fathers nor we have been able to bear? But we believe
that we will be saved
through the grace of the Lord Jesus, just as they will.” (Acts 15:10).
Grace rather than the law. The positive rather
than the negative. There is a place for negativity and opposition, of course. If
Christians hadn’t bitterly opposed other Christians, slavery might still exist because
of the scriptural injunction, “Slaves, submit to your masters.” Women would not be ordained because of “I do
not permit a woman to teach or exercise authority over a man.” And how unfair for
one gender to always be preached at by the other.
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And speaking of preaching: Don’t do it in blogs.
People do not come to blogs to be told
what is good to do. They come because they are bored, they feel a little empty,
a little depressed, perhaps; they come seeking stimulation and interest,
inspiration and fullness.
If they are Christians, they probably have
shelves of Bibles, and Christian books, telling them what is good to be done.
They do not come to your blog for that. They know the many good things they
could be doing instead of reading blogs—housework, exercise, Bible study, prayer.
But they come to your blog for you. Your story, your point of view, your
cup of grace or strength, wisdom or beauty, hopefully drawn out of infinite
wells. Your Pilgrim’s Progress.
So what is
this reader offered? Law or grace? Preaching or encouragement? If a reader came
to your blog weary and heavy-laden, harassed and helpless, exhausted and overwhelmed,
would this be an energizing hope-filled post or make their shoulders sag
deeper?
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As I grow older, I dislike
anything which smacks of the law and burden-loading. I dislike preachiness, and
tacking-on additional burdens to pure and simple faith and grace.
I like enabling, hope-filled
blogs, full of the wonder of the spiritual life and spiritual discoveries. Because
Christianity is really a hopeful religion, full of Can-do, and God’s infinite
power, which is available for us who believe. Full of the power of prayer, and
the infinity of grace. It’s annoying when it becomes a soul-shrinking,
guilt-inducing To Do list.
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Sometimes I feel we need to hear
“Relax, God loves you,” in a hundred different ways. Relax, God is your Father.
Trust God. Consider the lilies. In everything, give thanks.
Is that all Christianity is? No,
of course, not. But if it takes seven compliments to undo one negative word,
then we need to hear that God loves us, and delights in us seven times for
every time we are reminded of the good Christian things we fail to do.
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There are two yardsticks for our
endeavours: temporal and eternal. One
might succeed brilliantly (or not) by temporal measures, which in blogging would
be the quality of writing, readers, followers, ranking, and all that jazz.
But there is also an eternal standard.
My friend, singer-songwriter Debby Barnes. ends her haunting song, In the End, by asking,
Was there any love there at all in the end?
And that is the scary and chastening
question we will all be asked one day.
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My blog post was first published in the Big Bible's Digidisciple project.
Hi Anita,
ReplyDeleteI like what you've said, and I like the mental picture of dipping your cup, thanks.
Jo
Thanks Jo :-)
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