Conceited, arrogant, self-absorbed…
Yes, these all defined me well in sixth grade.
My very first entry into my Language & Spelling Journal began with the details of a poster that we once owned. I’m pretty sure it looked like this:
As I read through this post, I thought, Oh, yeah! I remember that! And feelings of nostalgia swept over me… until I realized where I went with the description. (Again, I’m restraining myself from making personal edits to this entry.)
I am telling you about my favorite poster. It is very big. It’s all words. It has no pictures. It starts off by saying, “Jesus Christ, his name is…” And it goes off saying things like, I am, King of Kings, Wonderful Counseler, Alfa and Omega… and lots more. It makes me feel good to know…
(WAIT FOR IT…!)
…that I am like God because people have alot of names for me too. People call me Elie May, or Suzy Q. and lots others. Well, you said time to close so… Bye Bye!
Love in Christ,
P.S. – Ma Q., Louise, Suzanna, Snoozy, and Stink Pot. Those are nicknames too.
Um, excuse me, but WWHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAT?! Can we say, “Ego issues”?!
Seriously, when I read through this the first time and I got to, “It makes me feel good to know…” I thought for sure that the next line would have something to do with God being big or whole or complete or powerful or awesome in character. But no. Nope. Apparently it makes me feel good to know that “I am like God.”
Thank the Lord He’s been patient with me.