You know that guy. The one who hijacks a conversation the very second you mention anything that reminds him of that thing he’s been trying to convince the world about for the past year. You could be complaining about how there are two construction workers on the highway, doing the work of one guy, and Mr. PointToProve launches into a diatribe about how large government is a terrible thing. Not really related, but close enough for someone with a point to prove.
Are you living to prove a point? Are you waiting at the drop of a hat to tell someone about that thing that you care so deeply about? If so, I’ve got some very bad news for you. People probably don’t like hearing you talk about it. It’s not you, it’s us. It’s just how we’re made.
I’m not trying to bring anyone down, or anything like that, but my heart is for people to experience life to the fullest, and you simply can’t do that when you walk around with a millstone of knowledge that you’re waiting to drop around someone’s neck.
How do I know this? Because I was once the point man, and sometimes still slip into that role. Whatever I was going through at any given time, was my point, and it didn’t matter if what you were talking about had anything to do with it or not, you better believe it was coming up in conversation.
Being a Christian only made this worse. Now I had good reason to prove my points. Beacuse I was doing God’s work, and trying to make people better. Until I realized how broken I was. Hurt, scared, terrified of not being heard.
What kind of point can you try and prove when you realize that you’re whole life has been spent trying to gain people’s approval? About the only thing you want to do is shut up and not open your big fat mouth ever again. This phase doesn’t last forever, but you can never again start dumping your point all over a perfectly good conversation in total innocence again.
When I started to learn what it really meant to experience complete validation and really know what the love of God feels like, I stopped caring about proving points to people. I just wanted them to experience the same thing. That can turn into a point to prove in and of itself, but part of that whole experience is learning that people can not be bullied into experiencing true validation.
Are you living to prove a point? If so, it’s possible that you’re not really doing either.