Today is the last day of 2011. Instead of making resolutions that I most certainly won’t keep for the New Year, I am giving myself a mission statement. which will help guide my behavior, my attitudes, and my time. My mission statement is inspired by one part Tim Tebow, one part Bible, and one part age.
My mission: Be me.
I know what you are thinking. “Be me,” sounds like a platitude that you would see someone post on Pinterist. “Keep Calm and Be Me,” it would say. That probably exists.
I don’t mean in it in a frivolous way. I mean it in the Jeremiah 29 way. God created me a certain way and he has plans for me, and if I don’t live the way that he intended me to live, then I am missing out on a lot of joy and also on who he intended me to be.
God made me to love him and my neighbor. He put inside me a deep desire to love my wife, to be a peacemaker, to love art, to love food, to make music. Those yearnings and passions are in me for a reason, and to ignore them is a mistake that makes me miserable. That’s the Bible part. Now, naturally, comes Tim Tebow.
I can’t even imagine how many words have been written or read about Tim Tebow in 2011. The thing I love about Tebow is that he is who he is and everybody knows it. He is comfortable with his faith and his life.
In my own life, I have often found myself uncomfortable with displaying my actual self to the world. When in public I will often hide my journal, a book I’m reading, or even my Bible. I’m ashamed to admit it, but for a lot of my adult life I have hidden my Bible from my peers. I didn’t want people to think I was weird or judgmental.
Sadly, hiding my Bible is a giant act of judgment. It assumes that anyone who sees it will judge me, think that I am stupid or naive, and will cut off any relationship with me. It sounds like I’m being judgmental. It also sounds dishonest.
The lesson I’m learned from Tebow is that it’s ok to be who you are and to be brave enough to allow others to see who you are. Otherwise, you’re missing out.
The last influence in my mission is just age. The older we get, the less concerned we become about middle school-level politics. (Hopefully.) I’ve also spent enough time worrying about silly things and shielding myself from others’ view that I’ve learned it’s not the best way to live.
So, thanks to the Bible, Tebow, and the school of hard knocks, I’ve decided that 2012 will the year in which I am unashamed to be me. I want to love God and my neighbor. I want to be a good husband, a loyal friend, an excellent professional peacemaker, an artist, an athlete. I want to find peace in God and trust that who he created me to be is good.
God bless you and yours in the new year.