I went to a morning breakfast to meet 5 other guys and apparently I didn’t get the memo that it was actually canceled.
Actually, I lied. I did get it (because I remember it vaguely) but I guess it didn’t register with my brain.
My heart sank. This happens all the time.
We are acceptance magnets.
My pastor Andy Stanley said that last week. It is way too true. I’d like to argue that regardless of where you “sit” socially, from being the President of the United States to whatever, you’re still going to desire and move toward those that accept you.
I struggle with feelings of “being accepted” all the time. It’s just within me to be wanted, cherished, desired, and valued. If you don’t give it to me, I’m probably going somewhere else.
Lord, would you remind me that you accept me? Thanks.
Being an acceptance magnet isn't all bad. It is how God made us. Wanting to be around people that enjoy being around you is called community and we all need more of it. (Yes, if we start doing things we shouldn't in order to be accepted, that can be wrong. But the desire for acceptance in general is not wrong, it is how God made us.)
You're right. it's a great thing…! it's when we depend on it exclusively, especially from men.
"Lord, would you remind me that you accept me? Thanks."
And that's the acceptance that matters the most. And it's the one that we can most easily take for granted or devalue.
Thanks, John, for the reminder that our identity is way more than just the people who do or don't surround us.
John, I was also bummed that we didn't meet. *sigh* I was really looking forward to changing the world with you guys before breakfast. The good news is, we didn't secretly meet somewhere without you.
The better news is that when this team meets, we can't imagine meeting without you.
Thanks for sharing John. We all need that reminder now and then.
How true.
So, what was for breakfast?
3 eggs, 1 bacon, 1 sausage, 1 ham, 2 biscuits with apple butter… i had a 'sampler'.
I accept you. And I will never stand you up for a meal, never.
cool. … .. ..
I was going to ask if you at least had one of their delicious biscuits….
This is something that I also struggle with… a lot. I have been working on a post for my blog about the same thing for a while now. It's in the "drafts" status as it has been for months. Anyways, I really have an issue for feeling accepted by my friends. I have a feeling it is usually all in my head, but I have this desire to be #1 to at least one person. I know it sounds weird, but you're right… it's this feeling in my gut that I just want to know I am doing something right…
i know what you're saying dude. admitting it feels good for a sec, but i need to think about it a bit longer I think, and talk about it more.
God is good.
Nothing quite like a Cracker Barrel breakfast!
amen. amongst those who lose… the lord always accepts
Thank you Lord for accepting me for whoever I am.
man,i'm so hungry now!
Is Cracker Barrel a racist term?
hmm… uh…