When Nobody’s Looking

If you’ve read my blog for a while, you might remember last year’s Compassion blog month.  Well, this year it’s back, and our first challenge is to write to our childhood self.  So, what would I say to me 25 years ago?

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You’re probably sitting on the floor right now, in between the bed and the radiator, where you do all your thinking.  You spend a lot of time there by yourself, pretending you’re not really you at all, but you’re Australian and your name’s Charlene.  Well, let’s think about something different for a minute …


Let’s think about school.  Maybe you don’t like school that much, but you do like being given something to do, and the feeling that you’ve done a really good job at the end!  That’s right isn’t it?  But there’s a little problem.  Not many people can see it, but your favourite teacher can.  She sees you narrating in the school play, talking really posh because you know your mummy likes you to speak properly, and she saw you the other day when you handed her those pieces of paper.  “I’ve written four pages!”  She told you to stop showing off because she knew that if you let yourself, you could become proud, unkind to other people, and not a very nice person.


You see, you can do a lot, and you can feel good when people notice what you’ve done, but the most important things are the ones you do when nobody’s looking.  I say ‘When nobody’s looking’, but really there is someone looking.  God is always looking at you, and He likes the inside of us more than the outside.  When He sees you being really kind, really taking care of somebody else, just doing things quietly even when people don’t see, then He’ll be happy because He knows what’s really important.

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Did you manage to stay awake to the end of that one?  Maybe you’re wondering what the point is of writing to your childhood self.  It’s not as if you can turn the clock back and teach yourself a lesson – well, no, you can’t … but maybe you can teach another child.  If you sponsor through Compassion, it’ll take time to build a relationship with your child.  Not every sponsor can talk to their child in such a personal way, but perhaps in time, you will be able to share some of the lessons you’ve learnt.  I know I have.


4 thoughts on “When Nobody’s Looking

  1. I enjoyed your post and like how you shared such grate advice for all of us to remember. That’s one thing I love about blogging assignments like this–we are not only sharing what we would tell our younger selves and our sponsored children, but these little nuggets of advice are treasures for readers as well. Thanks for sharing, and have a blessed week!

    • Thanks Miranda, I liked your post too, especially your comment about not letting your blindness keep you from your dreams.

      I think one of the things I like most about assignments like this is the opportunity to connect with other bloggers. It’s great that when we’ve written our own posts, we can go to the CompassionBloggers hatchtag and read what others have written.

      • Thanks for your encouragement. I believe we can each be held back from our full potential in the kingdom of God by a disability. It’s just that some disabilities may look more obvious or insurmountable than others to the world or even us ourselves. While physical or mental impairments can be glaringly obvious, some peole may be disabled by anger, adiction, fear, pride, and so forth.
        Thanks for allowing me to share a bit of my heart, and have a blessed week!

      • I go to the Compassion Bloggers website and Twitter hashtag often to connect with and support others who are also like-minded in their passion for this ministry and these precious children. Connecting with these bloggers gives me inspiration and more grate reads! 😉

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