The time came last week for me to name my new blog. A quick scan of the internet presented me with lots of options:
- I could name it after my self: claysmith.com. This is the most popluar option out there on the web. I googled claysmith.com and was directed to Access Hollywood. Was this a sign that I was to be a movie star? After thinking about life as a movie star, I started to have second thoughts. After all, my name is not unique. We already have more than one Clay Smith in our church. No need to add to the confusion.
- There were lots of cool names for blogs: frontporchchurch.com, countrypreacher.com, and so on. But it seemed like all the good names were taken and smartaleckpreacher.com didn’t seem to carry the right message.
- I checked out a web site that offered suggestions for blog names. They said the most popular words on the web were “life,” as in getalife.com and “girls” – and I don’t think I need to give any examples there.
One of my favorite themes in the Bible is how God picks the last people we would pick. God wants to start a whole new people group: let’s start with two people old enough to draw Social Security - Abraham and Sarah! God wants to deliver His people from slavery: let’s get the guy whose face is on post office walls in Egypt - Moses! God wants to get a new king: let’s pick the guy whose father forgot he was around - David!
It doesn’t get any better in the New Testament. Jesus wants twelve men to change the world: let’s pick a loud-mouth, show off fisherman as their leader, make sure we have a couple of hot-heads, and throw someone who will betray Jesus at the end – the twelve disciples! God needs to spread the news of Jesus to the whole world: get the guy who is fired up against Christians, killing them and putting them in jail – Paul!
I don’t know why I am surprised.. I still can’t believe what God has done in my life. I’ve had major mess ups. Sometimes the quick reach of my mind to evil scares me. All too well I know my own greed and ambition. A thousand times, God should have withdrawn His blessing and grace, but He never has.
When I was a child I would always giggle at the line in the old hymn: “Thou art the potter, I am the clay.” What I didn’t know at the time was we were really singing about what God would do in my life. God would take the person who was nothing special and say, “I want to use that unlikely lump of Clay.”
unlikelyclay.com – it has a ring of truth to it.