“It’s all about me.”
That’s something we probably wouldn’t admit to thinking, but sometimes our behavior gives us away.
I struggle with “all about me” thinking. It can be easy to get wrapped up in your own little world doing your own little things.
The other day my husband ran into the kitchen saying, “Hurry! Our little neighbor boy is having a funeral for his crab, and it would mean a lot if we went to support him.”
I paused for a moment thinking of all the things I had to do. My “all about me” struggle was likely evident to my husband who was waiting for my response patiently.
“Well, I just got out of the shower. I have no make-up on, and my hair is still wet,” I tried to reason in my mind and perhaps a little bit out loud.
My husband waited patiently.
“Okay, let’s go,” I said as we walked out the door.
For once, I won the struggle with my “all about me” thinking, by God’s grace I am sure.
Our little neighbor boy was sad. He was digging the hole to bury his favored pet. We stood around solemnly, and my husband said a prayer. The broken-hearted boy buried his little crab fighting back his tears.
Had I given in to my “all about me thinking”, I would have missed this opportunity to share in the inner world of a young child whose heart was aching for his little friend. To see his little heart broken made my heart break for him. It seemed he needed us there for him that day. I am glad I went!
God has a plan and purpose for everything under heaven, and I need to constantly remind myself of this truth. Things that seem trivial to us could have huge meaning to another person. As I struggle to do those things I know I should and to not do those things I know I shouldn’t (Romans 7:21-25), I pray that my decisions glorify God.
It’s not all about me. The truth is, it never really was.