There was a very interesting topic of conversation on the radio as I was driving home this evening. The talk show host was discussing the plea bargain that the family of "balloon boy" will supposedly take in court tomorrow in order to increase their chances of getting the lightest sentences possible. Whether or not you agree with what they're trying to do legally or if they should be responsible for paying back the rescue services that went to help their family is one thing. The thing that bothered me the most out of the whole deal is the dad's sick obsession with fame. Granted, by putting my thoughts out on the internet, I guess in some small way I'm wanting to have people read what I say. So, yes, I'm being hypocritical and I realize that.
If I were to ever become famous, and I hope I don't, I'd want it to be for my work helping others, or caring for people, or anything really in line with becoming famous for God and not myself. In the grand scheme of things, there's really nothing special about me. Doesn't the quote go something like, "If you're 1 in a million, there's at least 7,000 other people like you?" And yes, we all are something special to the people around us, but in the end, the only person that we really should be worried about is the Lord. I know that even though He loves me, there are certainly some times when his opinion of me decreases. I can, and do, get stuck in a pattern of sin just as much as the person next to me. I can totally see God shaking his head at me every time I do something wrong.
What a lot of this comes down to is that I've been trying to motivate myself to do things for others more and less for myself. Staying at home watching TV or playing around on the computer really doesn't use my talents all that well. Yes, I'm trying to get better at writing and being more artistic, but I need to use what's been given to me. I enjoy cooking, so I should be spending time at the soup kitchen. I spend days suffering in pain, so I should be volunteering at the hospital. I'm able to pick up a hammer, so I should be spending time building houses. Being able to lend a hand or a shoulder in love is really where the focus of the desire of fame should be. This life isn't mine anyway. I should pass the glory on to the One that deserves it.
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