This may be hard to believe but it’s true, even I get tired of hearing me talk about me. There is a point, like this morning, where I just nod at myself and go, “Ok, honey, you’re somewhat interesting and all but just … shhhhh …k?” Then I pat myself on the head, roll my eyes and switch to another topic that is not me related as soon as possible.
It wouldn’t be surprising if some of my loved ones are like “…about time…”.
Switching gears but not really: It used to be fun to do a little personal pronoun type of “check” on critics who say they love Jesus and are anti-LGBT+. I used to take their articles and do specific word counts on their personal pronouns, stigmatizing words used to describe LGBT+ people, and then compare that total to the number of times they mentioned Jesus and love. With those totals, I would then send them an email questioning who they love and what their real agenda could be. Asking,
“Are you much more interested in yourself and stigmatizing innocent LGBT+ people or on actually loving God, and your LGBT+ neighbors as yourself? Take a look at this word count on your recent post. The words you choose to use and their frequency of use are quite revealing.”
That little exercise was fun until I realized I would totally get clobbered for doing the same type of thing from my vantage point (talking about myself and personal opinions much more than God and love). Plus, I really shouldn’t try to drum up shame for anyone (I don’t believe shaming ever really works.) That said, doing a personal pronoun check on articles that are supposed to be to advocate/educate, help, and encourage others can be very eye-opening. Personal pronouns and personal testimony/commentary are absolutely necessary but technically speaking (as in the mechanics of writing) their overuse reveals bias and bigotry in a unique way.
Sometimes, putting the unholy trinity of me, myself and I in check like this might even lead to epiphanies like looking at myself in the mirror this morning saying, “Hey you, knock it off! Your driving yourself crazy. Seek to bless, learn about, and love everyone else in your day who is not you.”
Got it; less me and more of everything else, please.
Being free is good,