Dear Future Husband,
I don’t care if you can tell the difference between M&Ms and Skittles.
Unless, that is, I’ve been given a sick and twisted Russian Roulette form of trail mix where the colored candies might be chocolate, or they might not be. This is just wrong, and I’ll need your help.
But other than that, I really don’t care to know that about you.
Or what Disney villain you are.
Or which Star Wars prequel character or Sith lord you are.
I only sort of want to know how long you could actually survive in the wild.
I definitely don’t want to know how girly you are.
And I really, really don’t want to know which Spice Girl you are.
I know that on Monday morning and Friday afternoon (and anywhere in between) it’s easy to slide onto Buzzfeed and find out these things. But come on, really? Spice Girls? That’s just disturbing. Oh, and yes, these are actual quizzes I’ve seen on Facebook. Not kidding. Wish I was.
Stop letting Buzzfeed tell you who you are.
That might sound silly; does anybody really believe anything they read on Buzzfeed? Well, probably not most of the time. But sometimes, those quizzes can be fairly accurate, so we start taking pride in them. We post our results to Facebook for all to see, and eventually we actually start believing them about ourselves. Like that time I took one that said I should have a career as a writer, and I got legitimately excited because that’s exactly what I am! Yay! Wait, what? I got excited about who Buzzfeed said I was.
Yes, I confess to having curiously completed some of the above quizzes and I may or may not have taken every Downton Abbey–themed quiz on the Internet. I’m not proud of this. But in real life, I’m not—or at least shouldn’t be—interested in what Buzzfeed has to say about me. Or you.
Because I will marry you, not the Sith lord version of you, or the Frozen version of you, or the cartoon villain version of you. Those all sound terrifying, actually. (Though I’m secretly hoping you’re a less-evil version of Gaston from Beauty and the Beast, because you would be strong and I like venison.) I will marry a man who is made in the image of God and that’s all I really care about. But I’m pretty sure Buzzfeed is not the place to look for info on that.
So stop letting Buzzfeed tell you who you are and start letting God’s Word define you.
Here’s a condensed version about who the Bible says you are:
Made in the image of God. (Genesis 1)
The object of God’s affection (Romans 8; I John 4)
A sinner saved by God’s grace. (Romans 5; Ephesians 2; Titus 2)
Bought with the precious blood of Christ. (I Peter 1)
A son of God through adoption. (Romans 8; Galatians 4; Ephesians 1)
God’s masterpiece, created in Christ for good works. (Ephesians 2)
More than a conqueror. (Romans 8)
A member of the Body of Christ. (Romans 12; I Corinthians 12)
Bound for Heaven. (I Thessalonians 4)
And that’s not all. There’s a boatload more stuff in the Scriptures you need to know about yourself. You don’t even have to answer any ridiculous questions, like which drink would you choose at a party or if you’d rather have the power to fly or super human strength. (If you’re keeping score at home—flight, duh.)
Am I making too big of a deal about some ridiculous time-wasting (but admittedly, hilarious) website? Maybe. And I’m not saying you can’t or shouldn’t ever have fun on Buzzfeed. Sure, find out what which Star Wars prequel character you are, or which district of Hunger Games you would live in, or how long you could actually survive in the wild.
Just don’t listen too intently. Don’t let Buzzfeed tell you who you really are.
And whatever you do, never, EVER, put M&Ms AND Skittles in trail mix. It’s not funny.
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