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Why Insignificance? Part 2

I've told you recently that large amounts of drive time make me think. Then I gave you definitions and anti-definitions of insignificance. Having done that, we need to answer the nest question; why should you join me in my search for insignificance?

If you look, you will find.
This isn't like asking God for humility or patience, something every Christian knows you do not want to do. There is only one way to get those attributes and you do NOT want to go through that. I made the mistake once of asking for both of those things. Trust me, it wasn't pretty.

But searching for insignificance is the same. If we're being honest, it's the same in both ways. You can be guaranteed that God will grant your wish and you'll most certainly not enjoy the process.

On the other hand, isn't it nice to know that you can succeed at something?

Success comes in failure. 
I know, it's starting to sound like Jesus meets Confucius in here. Trust me when I tell you that I'm not attempting to sound smarter than I am. But consider this, if significance is convincing people that you are important and that you matter, then the opposite of that is where we'll find success. Yeah, the world might consider us failures, but they won't have what we have.

No one likes to be alone.
In case it was starting to feel a little too philosophical in here, let's break this down to a reachable level. I mean for me, not you. I assume greater things about you. The simple fact is I don't want to do this alone. It's akin to misery loving company, but it's more than that as well.

Insignificance is not like a Twix bar where you're encouraged to get your own. This is something like bellybutton lint. You can dig and dig and always find more. And if you dig deep enough, crazy things may start happening.

I'll admit, that last comparison got away from me. But don't let that keep you from joining me in this journey. If you don't want to compare this to bellybutton lint, what would you like to compare it to?

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