Since I’ve started my blog, people have been telling me that I am “inspirational” or a “really good writer.” I do not want this to be a humble-brag post (for those of you who do not know what a humble-brag is, it is when people literally humbly brag about something they’ve done. For example “So blessed I got to serve over 1,000 people soup today!” This is not the point nor the intention of this post). Hearing this, all I can really do is the traditional slight bowing of the head with a mix of surprised smiling and awkward thanking, acting as if this is the first time someone has told me this. And I know I am not the only person who does this when you receive a compliment. Nevertheless, I have never seen myself as someone who is “inspirational”. What does that even mean? What am I really inspiring you to do? For some reason, when people tell me this, it reminds me of Paul. A lot of people say he is so inspiring because of the things he did and the letters he wrote. You guys, the guy was almost stoned to death, hated by most everyone in every city he went to, shipwrecked and imprisoned numerous times. If anything, this guy had it rough and led a life I wouldn’t want to choose for myself.
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