Celebrity Connection

The internet is an amazing thing, opening a conversation with just about anyone. I contact folks I’d never meet in my little corner of the world. I email back and forth with a New York Times best selling author. I ask questions of an international knit designer. They answer me! I have touched the famous.

I’ve met important people at conferences, parties and back stage. It makes me feel the tiniest bit special. Yet I take it for granted that the God of the universe would talk to me. Shouldn’t I be as awestruck by God as I was about meeting a favorite author at a book signing? This seems all out of whack to me. I am tongue tied in front of celebrity and yet feel at ease with My Maker.

Have I made God too familiar? When and where did I loose my sense of awe? I am speechless at many things: sunsets, earthquakes, a piece of music, the sight of my son or husband. In those moments I know the majesty of God—the raw power and sheer force of Him. And I still feel I can approach. Is it foolishness? Naiveté? Stupidity? Why do I know I can go to God? I have a mustard seed of faith.

Many times I worry about what I’ve done, the sins I’ve committed. But having read the Bible stories so many times I know it will be okay. I think of the story about the woman who touched Jesus cloak in a crowd. She suffered internal bleeding and knew if she just touched his cloak she’s be healed. She had a mustard seed of faith. And you know what happened? Not only was she healed, Jesus turned around to face her when she stole that touch. He knew she had reached out to him and he smiled on her. He lifted her up, healing not just the body but the soul. Peace.

Yes he’s the God of the universe—a celebrity to end all celebrities—but he also brings peace for the asking. If I concentrate on God being the Almighty I get tongued tied but I muster my courage and approach. He’s been so faithful in the past I know he wants time with me. I do get a thrill out of contact with the earthly famous and loose sight of how majestic God is. And yes I want a concrete interaction with flesh and bone and get frustrated because God is so other-worldly. However He is there , he knows me at a soul level and listens. I am drawn to Him over and over again. After all, when was the last time I talked to George Clooney? I’ve talked to God many times already today.

Posted 5/21/2008 @ 8:39 AM | Weekly Thoughts