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Tuesday, January 06, 2004
The Real Me

Do you ever feel like no one knows the real you? As a Californian who goes to college in New York, I have two sets of friends -- and perhaps two selves. Up through high school, I was always defined through piano. In college though, I developed new interests, such as photography and journalism.

It's weird visiting home, because everyone there still knows me as "Piano Girl." However, none of my New York friends have heard me play piano (seriously, anyway). On the other hand, some of my closest California friends have no idea about my photographic interests. It makes me sad that no one has a complete view of me. Everyone knows just bits and pieces.

But that's the point. I wasn't meant to live off of my accomplishments. It doesn't matter if I’ve interviewed such-and-such celebrity, or if I've lived in the greatest city in the world (New York, of course! But I might change my mind later). These things will fade. But everyone I meet, whether I know them for 10 minutes or 10 years, will remember me by one thing: love. So, have I loved people, and through that, have they seen God?

“If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.” - 1 Corinthians 13:1-3 (NIV)

God, help me not boast about my accomplishments. Let love be my only goal. Help me love those whom I cannot.

posted by Jessica at 4:11 AM |

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