From the Rooftops

Sometimes I wonder what in the world I'm doing with my social media.

See, I write on here, and then I share on facebook and I keep a link in my instagram bio. So... That leaves it up to my friends to choose to actually *read* anything I say. I'm not forcing anyone.

"Hey, I wrote this! Read... Or not... Up to you..."
I'm not aggressive.

Awhile ago, someone challenged me on singing a song claiming to "shout from the rooftops".

And I thought hard about it...

Here's the thing... I'm sitting next to my open window. I could push the screen out and sit on the roof and yell my little heart out. There - from the rooftops. Does that earn me the right to sing that song?

I don't think it would really do anything. I don't think anyone would think anything other than of my insanity.

But if you don't take it quite so literally...

Facebook is a rooftop.

It might be the most visible rooftop in the world.

"So, I shout out Your name, from the rooftops I proclaim that I am Yours."

I am Yours.

And maybe my little voice from my little rooftop gets drowned out by all the bigger, better voices coming from all the taller, flashier rooftops out there.

I'm continually thankful, especially these past couple weeks, that He, my King, uses what the world sees as foolish to shame the wise.

And He'll use my little voice and my little rooftop, too - somehow. :)