guess I’ll go eat worms…

The thing is, I’ve been pouting, throwing a “me party” as it were.  Because nothing seems to be going my way.

hmph.

Too much honesty, for you this morning?  my apologies.  I’m trying to get over my “me” addiction.

Long ago my GG used to quote this poem to me, when I was mid pity party. It goes like this:

Nobody likes me,
Everybody hates me,
Guess I’ll go eat worms,

Long, thin, slimy ones,
Short, fat, juicy ones,
Itsy, bitsy, fuzzy wuzzy worms.

Down goes the first one, 
Down goes the second one,
Oh how they wiggle and squirm.

Up comes the first one,
Up comes the second one,
Oh how they wiggle and squirm.

I can almost feel one coming up now. ick.

The really really gross truth is, life is disgusting when it is all focused on self.  If all I manage to digest is me, me, me – the stuff that comes back out is just sickening.  putrid, rotten, sinful me.  And nobody wants to be around all that unpleasantness.  Believe me, I know first hand.

So, what did I do this morning?  I finally canned the pity party and looked at my favorite book.  Ephesians.  Do you know what the beginning of chapter 5 says?  Here it is:

from Ephesians 5:  Therefore be imitators of God as dear children. ² And walk in love, as Christ also has loved us and given Himself for us, an offering and a sacrifice to God for a sweet-smelling aroma.

All of this nastiness comes to an end, when I imitate Him, living sacrificially, my life as an offering to Him.  Then, when I am no longer engrossed in my own self-love, when I’m completely focused on Him and consuming Him, what I emanate is Him. I become the sweet-smelling, refreshing aroma of Christ’s love to those around me.

Okay, I’ll admit it is hard.  But, I’m tired of smelling like me.