Homeboy?
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Lately, I've been reminded of a shirt that I just had to have. You've probably seem them around and maybe you thought badly about them, maybe you didn't. I know I didn't (at the time). I was a "new" Christian, so I thought I was rockin' Jesus' name boldly. Jesus was not my "Homeboy." He is my Savior, my Lord, my Redeemer, my everything. Not some friend that I just label as a Homeboy. Heck, Josh is definitely more to me than a homeboy (although it would be cool to have a shirt with a picture of Josh and saying "Josh is my Homeboy."). I thought I was the coolest kid on the block with my fitted pink shirt. I wore it to every Christian event that I could. How embarrassing! Thank God (literally) that my ex's Aunt knocked me across the head and was the only one bold enough to say something to me about it. I was in fact rubbing God's face in the dirt and belittling His name. What was I thinking? I'll tell you what I was thinking. I thought that shirt was proclaiming my conformation against the world and not being afraid to say Who I identified with. I wasn't afraid to be pointed and laughed at by my old friends. I was wearing a shirt that shared my beliefs . . . or so I thought.
I wish I could go up to every single person (including some Christian singers) that saw me wearing that shirt and shout to them all through a megaphone that Jesus is NOT my homeboy!!! He is my life, my best friend, my confidant; the only reason I live!!!! But . . . I can't. The only thing I can do (besides throw that $30 shirt away) is to live what I truly believe.
Is Jesus your homeboy or is He much, much more?
Posted byAshley C. at 8:11 AM
Labels: Christianity, God
