It could be said that I have a long way to go in this endeavor, I suppose. I told you yesterday that a friend of mine rationalized about fellow-bloggers at the site where he blogs and said it's a "simple fact that every one of us who logs on...drags along this beast we call the sinful flesh with us." I simply can't let go of that provocative assertion. It's like cling-wrap that clings more to me than the bowl of leftovers I want to cover. It certainly kept me from logging on and commenting. I was so afraid I'd unleash my "beast" I not only stopped typing a comment, I stopped reading the comments. I could not quell the hold his words had on my pscyhe, so I wrote a few posts and tried to purge the "beast" from my thoughts. Then I got to thinking a bit more and decided "beast" is a bit too masculine a descriptor for a lady. Perhaps "dragon" is better suited for me.
You know what a dragon lady is don't you? She's a lady who drags on and on and on about an issue till she arouses the "beast" within a man. I don't care how calm and meek and mild a man's personality is, if the dragon-lady appears and hovers for hours, eventually, the beast will show its teeth.
My friend's post, most certainly, was intended to bring readers to a better understanding of taming the shrew, tongue, beast and dragons encountered in the life of blogging. Most especially? Us--our own shrew. His challenging words literally reached out and grabbed this old Dragon Lady by the tail and carried me away from my decorating and devotional posts. Can you tell? Thus the need to tame it. I do this by writing ad nauseum. Normally, you wouldn't see what I write. I write in my drafts. I don't publish those thoughts as I release the dragon. Oh, but sometimes. Sometimes I tell my husband about the beasts who rouse my ire or pinch my nose. I read the posts to him and give "highlights" of hidden agendas and back-stories on things going on in the blogworld. Often, my husband is the greatest part of me. He gives such sound calming advice. He never lights a torch, very rarely gets emotional and always has some funny little quip that makes everything seem so silly in the scheme of things. However, when the clingwrap won't let go of my fingertips, I turn to the only Person I know for peace-punch.
I feel the Holy Spirit tug my leash. Does He tug yours? Sometimes He urges me to keep silent. Other times He urges me to speak. Most often He settles me down till I pray about things, and walks me through the green pastures beside the still waters of His presence. He's taught me several things since I started blogging in 2006. I give a lot of thought to where I comment nowadays. I use to follow several blogs and comment quite often. Everything seemed soooo important. Now, I mostly read blogs. I get them in my feed-reader. I don't get caught up very often in the streams of conversation. They can get along quite nicely, or not, without me. When I do read the comments, I find most conversations lack substance and tend to become a tit-for-tat kinda gibberish unbecoming a Christian growing in grace. While some folks make very salient points and offer edifying ideas, the vast majority of conversations are little more than ego-padding, pride-punching competitions. They can be quite humorous if you aren't too thin-skinned.
I've read several secular and political blog posts and find their streams absolutely outrageous. They're filled with animosity, bitterness, rancor, cursing, and downright meanness. Snarling, growling beasts of monstrous proportion abound. It's plum scary. Occasionally the "beast (or dragon)" in me wants to growl back or breathe out threatenings of fire and brimstone. But I don't. Why add more fire to coals already burned beyond recognition? No one would heed my flames anymore than they do God's Word and warnings. Doesn't seem like much moderating goes on in those blogs either. Talk about beasts! Whew!
So...can a beast be tamed and trained to exert its presence without indulging in fire fights with other beasts? Of course. I've witnessed it in others.
I believe the Holy Spirit gives us the ability to tame the beast within us. He gives us gentleness, self-control, kindness, humility, meekness and mercy. He bestows wisdom, knowledge, faith and hope. Jesus gives us new life and creates a new creature within us. Therein lies the key to taming the beast (or dragon)--dwelling on the blessings and sufficiency of God rather than the curses and insufficiency of man.
When we encounters folks in life who want nothing more than to feed the beast within us--to goad, prod and taunt-- then it's time to ignore those folks. Don't eat the tainted sinew or chew on bones offered from their hands. If the Holy Spirit so leads us to speak to an issue broached, or respond to a comment placed into the sphere of conversation, then we must walk bravely into the ring of fire. But only in His power and in His Spirit. Otherwise, we end up becoming the beast we so desperately want to tame. selahV
The POST that stoked the dragon lady: [TAMING THE BEAST by Hariette Petersen, SBC ENCOUNTERS/link]