I have an automatic system that sends articles to over 5000 readers as immediately as they are dispatched.
And my consistent dissemination, when I have just begun, has elicited a bother to a paltry section who thinks I clutter their inboxes with unsolicited stuff.
While I have a wonderful team of young people who are dedicated to read, apply and teach whatever I have to post, regardless of my nondescript social milieu in citizen journalism, it will be worthy to recount my not-so-good experience with one pesky reader who recently left a comment with some elements of snide remarks ( I ‘trashed’ the comment as we have the prerogative to review each of them before releasing to the public eye).
Much to my chagrin, he said that, I am boasting with writing, that I should not show people that I can write. That I should keep it within myself, lest God sees it and take it away from me. By and large, his prepositions are not central to the ethical and conventional estimations of chest-thumping – you can attest.
I am quite willing to contend with criticism in my life. But destructive criticism has got a sly habit of rendering the victim to a default position, a kind of patronizing well-meaning pity.
And this leads me to addressing something, just briefly, because I did not plan to write this week. And I will draw from the Bible, just once. You have heard the parable of a lamp. A lit lamp should be placed on the lamp stand and not under the bed. So, show the world what you are doing. Let people know the difference you are making. Talking about what you are doing adds a certain layer of public accountability and you begin to set certain expectations in your mind. “If I don’t do it, they will think of me as a quitter”
Some people harbor a penchant for shrinking so that other people will not feel insecure around them. This is wrong. You are a child of God and your playing small does not serve the world. You were made to make manifest the glory of God that is within you. Arise and shine for your light has come. Happy Sabbath.
#Writing Is A Labour Of Love ☺