And by love, I mean LOOOOVVVVEEEDDD Cheetos. When she ate them, she got the orange flavoring all over her hands. Anything she touched she left Cheeto hand prints everywhere… the fridge, the counter, table, walls…
She LOVED Cheetos. She loved them so much that she got them all over – all over her hands, all over her face, and all over anything she touched.
She loved them that much. She couldn’t help it. The Cheetos marked her, and in turn, whatever she touched she left their mark.
The same thing happens to each of us. Sure, I may not be covered in Cheetos, but there are things that I allow to mark me everyday. And the things I allow to mark me, in turn, leave their mark wherever I go and whoever I come in contact with…
My kids
My spouse
My friends
People I run into that I don’t even know
So the question is…
What am I allowing to mark my life?
It’s easy to get wrapped up in the mess that’s tossed at us…
The crap at work.
The anger we experience.
The families we see falling apart.
The hurt we encounter everyday.
But the question remains…
What am I allowing to mark my life?
You see, when my little MoMo ate her Cheetos, she dove in with both hands. And when she came out on the other side, she was marked. Whatever she had on her hands before was covered up by the cheesiness of the Cheetos.
I don’t know what you’ve got going on in your life. But I know what I face each day. And I know I have a choice. Because more times than I care to admit, I allow things I hate to mark me. And in turn, they leave their mark on everything and everyone I come in contact with. So I have to ask myself daily…
What am I allowing to mark my life?
The answer I want to walk away with is…
Jesus.
He’s the only One who can cover up the crap at work, the burden of witnessing families imploding, the anger I experience and give, and the hurt I encounter and see each day… in the news and real life. And when He makes His mark on me, in turn whatever I touch, His mark will be left wherever I go.
And so I dive in with both hands… Because I want to be marked by Jesus – and in turn, leave His mark everywhere I go.
