Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Content

So what?

This is the question I ask myself as I prepare to teach and speak to a room full of 7th and 8th grade girls every Sunday morning.  Another question is, "Why should I care?"  or more importantly, "Why should middle school girls care about what I have to say?"  I tend to be a little (or a lot) ADD, so as I prepare to teach, I want everything to be interesting and compelling and something to care about.

I follow a blog written by a guy I think is pretty astute, Jon Acuff.  If you are not reading his funny blog, Stuff Christians Like, then  you are missing out.  But he also writes a leadership blog and the current series is on social platforms, or as I like to irreverently refer to the whole idea because I am kind of a rebel that will eventually conform, "social platformin'." His point today was that you have to have content, the "what" of the who-what-why-where-when model of journalism.

So  I asked myself, what is this whole blog thing about? What is my content in this blog?  If I had to put it into six words, give or take ten words, I would say that this whole crazy "Flying Pants" blog thing is just to encourage people to greatness.  I want people to see that their stuff is like other people's stuff and that they can make it through and come out on the other side a little bit closer to the Holy Father that made us and loves us.

So when I write about my road rage, or having a run-in with a guy's girlfriend, or how I get lost in cities not Jacksonville, FL, or how Kate Gosselin should not go to Alaska in heels, it is my humble attempt to be transparent and show people that we really are the same, despite being shorter or taller or richer or older or stupider (is that a word?) or smarter.  God made us in His image to glorify Him, and if you ever get any encouragement to be closer to God because of something you read on the Pants, then to God be the glory.

So go out and have Dunkin' Donuts, which I have previously disavowed because of the crazy people that drive in there.  I won't look.