The other day I was at our local athletic club, working out. The TV was tuned into one of the latest "reality" shows. Thankfully, the sound wasn't on so I didn't have to listen to it. I really don't care for any of those shows. Why do people want to watch them? An even bigger question is why anyone would agree to be on one. I guess between the desire to be famous and "count" for something, and the curiousity of the everyone else who is dying to know what goes on when the show (supposedly) isn't scripted, this style of television is going to be around for a while.
It made me think of an something a friend wrote me recently. I had wondered if some information had been shared too freely. I certainly did not want to offend this dear friend. The response I got was "...am I not a Christian? Therefore it is no surprise that my life is not my own, nor is it hidden. I'm a fish in a fishbowl!" I laughed.
But then I had to agree. I have grown up with the idea that people were watching me. My parents had left their families' respective churches so we were the "black sheep." We homeschooled at a time when no one knew what it was and our churches even didn't support us. I always knew others were watching to see what we did.
But I don't mind. Am I not a Christian? Isn't that what living for Christ--or rather, His living in me--is all about? It's His life, not mine. And the point is that other people are watching. How else will they learn about Him?
But then the responsibility is mine. I must not bring unnecessary offence. I cannot judge my actions by those around me because I am not called to be like this world.
Am I a fish in a fishbowl? Maybe more like a light on a hill. It cannot be hidden--may it never flicker or smoke.
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