Not gonna make you rich, famous, popular, successful, beautiful, or even well liked at all. (Like the people that only knew me as a girl that went to church every Sunday---they called me a bible-thumper and thought I was a wierdo and that was in my stage when I never even talked about God or anything religious whatsoever. I thought that was wierd as I was trying pretty much everything to get rid of that stigma back then.)
I think I got it rough just 'cuz some people judge me and hate me for nothing and think I am wierd. They did that when I was definately not living like a Christian and so I had nothing to loose when I decided to stop running and renew my life again as a Christian. Can't try to please everyone and give up your own soul.
I found some stuff in my old room and a journal from 1999. Don't know what made me write this, but I had made some notes (and added new ones) about John the Baptist and his job description:
-Live in the dessert with no tap water so having to suck out water daily from rocks and dirt?
-Wear funny clothes like rough scratchy animal hides with animal parts or tails for his belt
-Preach by himself with no assistant and known for screaming aloud at everyone to repent of their sins and not change topics every week
-Eat locusts (insects?) and wild honey (does that mean he had to make his own and how?) and know that that was it and no burgers or ice cream or anything good at all
-Basically tell people off that needed it, especially the evil King Herod, go to prison and loose his head
-Have zero and I mean zero friends and probably never took a bath (why bother out there), so very stinky
John the Baptist never counted the cost or looked back it seemed; he saved souls; snatched up those who were tired (like me) of living life on their own, unhappy, frustrated, depressed, suicidal, empty, searching, wanting more to life, or even the ones that had it all, owned the world, needed nothing or no one and definately not God, fine with all their wealth, popularity and fame...
But then they heard him....Every walk of life, age, race, gender, status; it did not matter to him and it did not matter to God. Even years after his death, I bet he met so many people in heaven that were there because of his unwavering faith despite hunger, thirst, isolation, tiredness, mockery, murder. They came to know the Jesus that all his work was for and the God that sent him there and planned it all thousands of years in advance.
2 Corinthians 4:16-18---
"So we're not giving up. How could we! Even though on the outside it often looks like things are falling apart on us, on the inside, where God is making new life, not a day goes by without his unfolding grace. These hard times are small potatoes compared to the coming good times, the lavish celebration prepared for us. There's far more here than meets the eye. The things we see now are here today, gone tomorrow. But the things we can't see now will last forever."