I rather enjoy that the most quotable character from ScoobyDoo is the dog. Daphne and Fred are just boring. Velma makes you think, but for the most part she’s annoying and a little self-righteous. Shaggy, well, he’s just that stoner kid from high school. At 16 he made me laugh. At 41, I just pray my teenagers don’t bring home his real-life counterpart… or worse yet, become him. Which leaves Scooby. The goofy man-dog that empowered us all with the ability to say, “Ruh-roh” when we realize we’ve gotten ourselves into a sticky situation.
Galatians 1:10 Obviously, I’m not trying to win the approval of people, but of God. If pleasing people were my goal, I would not be Christ’s servant.
Can you guess where this is going? Let me give you another clue….
1 Thessalonians 2:4 For we speak as messengers approved by God to be entrusted with the Good News. Our purpose is to please God, not people. He alone examines the motives of our hearts.
I’ve been facing my ruh-roh moment for quite a while. I’ve acknowledged it, but I have to confess. I have had no desire to do anything about it. You see… My name is Kaci and I’m an approval addict. Specifically, I have a problem with seeking blog numbers. Knowing that large numbers of people enjoy what I write is like a drug. It wasn’t that way when I first started writing, but somewhere along the journey I started noticing all those numbers adding up and I started setting silly goals. When the goals were reached I set even bigger goals. I needed more of my drug.
About a year and a half ago I started feeling pretty strongly that I needed to move my blog to a private domain and place an ad-server on it. It would be an easy way to make a little money for doing what I love to do. Isn’t that the goal in life? “Find a way to get paid for doing what you love.” Here’s the problem. If I move my blog, I lose my stats. I start at nothing. The next step in feeding my approval addiction was to have 50,000 hits on my blog.
I’m SOOO close! I actually bought my domain a couple of months ago and told myself that as soon as I reached that magic number I would move and start all over. And then, five days ago, Mary DeMuth (an amazing author), put this as her Facebook status:
“For those of us who fret about blog numbers:
It’s so hard with numbers and blog stats. They don’t truly measure impact, so feeling happy when they’re up and sad when they’re down is fruitless. You never know how your words will bless people. You could have a small number day, but someone might’ve been set free. You could have a large number day with no discernible impact. The best way to deal with it is to constantly lay the numbers into Jesus’ hands.”
Ummm, yeah. Conviction accepted.
So, now I have a new goal. By the end of August I need to move. Prayers appreciated.
And now I have that stupid theme-song stuck in my head….
“…scooby dooby doo here are you
you’re ready and you’re willin’
if we can count on you scooby doo
i know we’ll catch that villain…”