Saturday, March 19, 2011

The Sunburn Sneak Attack

Be Involved- "In this way we are like the various parts of a human body. Each part gets its meaning from the body as a whole, not the other way around.  The body we're talking about is Christ's body of chosen people. Each of us finds our meaning and function as a part of his body. But as a chopped-off finger or cut-off toe we wouldn't amount to much, would we? So since we find ourselves fashioned into all these excellently formed and marvelously functioning parts in Christ's body..." Verses 4&5

Step One: Need Other People 
Step Two: Get To Know New People 

March is my favorite for many reasons. A few of those include: Houston rodeo, St. Patty's Day, March Madness, Spring Break, Spring, Jeep Weather... etc.  March is awesome.  But, one thing that I can always count on from March is the sneaky sunburn.  You know what I'm talking about, the accidental-just-talking-outside-in-the-pretty-weather-sunburn.  

While I gladly welcomed a little sun to my Irish/German paleness, I in no way expected to swelter hours later in stinging remembrance of the sun.  As I sit here, I can feel the heat radiating from my legs, through my jeans, and onto my arms.  March's sunburn sneak attack.  It gets me every year.

It's funny to me how sneaky a sunburn in March can be.  I guess it's because we've been cooped up all winter, and are just now baring our skin, but you would think a clear sunny day would give it away.  I mean, come on, it's not rocket science. Or maybe it is, something about rockets and the sun seem to go together. 

Here's how it happened for me today.  I went for a run, and if I'm honest, it was the longest I've ran. Ever.  Okay, it was 5 miles, but let's face it, that's a lot! (All of your marathon runners can keep the comments to yourself.)  I am training for a 10k with my friend Nicole, and today, I felt great.  Afterward, as I refueled, I sat by the pool and talked to my aunt Lisa.  It was a gorgeous day, and I basked in the sun, enjoying it's warmth.  It was perfect weather, and I never felt hot-- until now.  That sun crept up on me, and tricked me into believing it was as good as it felt.

I think pride is the same way.  In the beginning, feeling good about yourself feels great, like fresh Spring sun.  But, after a while, pride stings with regret. 

March's goal is to be involved.  My first step is to need others, but my second step is to get to know new people.  I recently attended a wedding with my friend Jill. She was gushing over the people she had just met stating, "I've met so many cool people here! Like people I would call to hang out with! I love meeting new people."  My response? Yeah, that's not my thing.  If I'm honest, I don't really enjoy meeting new people. It's kind of awkward, a little uncomfortable, and really, will you ever see them again? 

But, if I truly am trying to accomplish March's goal and verse, I need to meet new people. I need to remember that I am a part of a body-- Christ's body.  It's not just me and my awesomeness... or lack thereof.  


Dana said...

Excellent point. Pride is very sneaky and definitely ends up hurting us in the end!

Nicole said...

You're so wise:)