I've known Tobymac since the first DCTalk album, more than 20 years ago. And quite frankly, I am still optimistic for a DCTalk reunion. It's one of only a few acceptable reasons I have to wet myself in public. And yes, I purposely went old school for a picture of my fave band.
Needless to say, I was shocked to hear of someone who didn't know him, because Tobymac has dominated the subculture of which I am a part.
But why should we be surprised? There are 7 billion people on earth.
We can't all possibly know everybody. What does this say about significance? Even the most famous are not known the world over. And even the super-famous only last for a time. I'm pretty certain Solomon covered this in his cheery book Ecclesiastes. He got it, so should we. Fame, like beauty, is fleeting.
I was talking with teens a few weeks ago, when i mentioned Billy Graham. Their response was 'Who?'
Then I mentioned Mother Teresa. More blank stares. You gotta be kidding me.
If a couple of household names from even just 10 years ago are so quickly forgotten, I suppose it's too much to assume my 15 minutes, if it comes, will be more than just a minor blip in a tiny corner of this world.
I don't know 7 billion people and they don't know me. I'm okay with that. I'm still searching for insignificance.