Viewers are consumed by the footage of the opening ceremonies, competitions and rivalries. As for the athletes, they’ve trained relentlessly for this world event for years—some for decades—and are consumed with winning.
|Opening Ceremony of 2012 London Olympic Games|
It’s true that sometimes there are legitimate reasons for a consuming desire. But more often than not, being consumed results in being “saddled with trouble” rather than “adorned with gold”—especially if we’re consumed with the wrong things.
In the next few weeks, MM will be tackling a series of ways that we become consumed, and the first consuming subject I want to address is …
Blogging is a good thing. I’m not here to bash it. But I am here to admit that blogging can become an unhealthy obsession—a consuming addiction—that can interfere with one’s life and marriage.
It’s not the actual writing that’s all-consuming for me … it’s the constant compulsion to increase my traffic and build a platform. It’s like I’m trying to go for the “gold” in my own little blogging world—even if that “world” is all in my own little head.
I worry about how many pageviews I get for each post or don’t get. I worry about how many followers MM has or doesn’t have. I worry about how many subscribers I have or don’t. I worry about how many comments a post generates or doesn’t.
It literally drives.me.crazy sometimes!
(Can I get an “Amen” from all you other bloggers out there?)
Since it drives me crazy, this usually translates into driving my husband crazy too, because he sees how this impacts my “Monday and Wednesday blog hop” mood. It probably takes me until Friday to recover, so that I have about two good days (since I’m consumed with writing on either Saturday or Sunday of the remaining three days).
I think this can be true of any job that we allow to overtake our lives or, worse, look to for validation.
I’m trying desperately to let go of my Tom Cruise-like “need to succeed” in blogging, and simply learn to serve. I remind myself regularly that if I’m serving some of you out there by the stories and truths that I (and others) bring, then that’s all that’s needed. Even more importantly, I remind myself to give these stories as an offering to Christ …
After all, He’s the only consuming desire that really matters in the big “game” of life.
“I press on to reach the end of the race and receive the heavenly prize for which God, through Christ Jesus, is calling us.” Philippians 3:14 (NLT)
Photo credit – shimelle (Flickr)