Driving to work this morning I was reminiscing about all the lessons my father has taught me over the years. I use the word ALL lightly, as there have been so many. I am a bit hard headed I must admit and most lessons I have learned the hard way to say the least. I am extremely grateful for a Poppa who knows how to handle all of me.
The past few years have come with some great lessons. I can honestly say they have not been easy ones. However, nothing seems to come real easy for me. Some days I pray that He will just let me understand without teaching me…”don’t learn me that.” However, I know for myself that His grace is sufficient and His strength is made perfect in my weakness. You may have understood these things for many years. I have heard them, I actually believed them because someone told me but I did not know or understand without the lessons.
I hate being weak. It actually makes me mad but all too often I find that I am weak. Learning to be okay with you can be a difficult journey. If you are anything like me you can spend hours upon hours replaying conversations, questioning did you say everything perfectly or did someone take that wrong or replaying your actions questioning did you do it just right. Living this way is exhausting.
For a few years I have felt like I needed to walk around with a resume on my back. I have carried the “am I good enough” question around like a purse I would have hung on my shoulder. Recently I decided I could and would not do that any longer. If I was ever going to fulfill my calling I had to change my thought process. I had to stop over thinking me. Yes, I do care how other’s perceive me, of course I do. I would be ignorant not too. However, I am choosing not to make that my focus any longer. How could I sincerely focus on another who may need me, if I cannot get over myself? I do not mean get over myself in an arrogant sense. I just mean stop spending so much time trying to cram myself into a cookie cutter pattern. Life is real short and if we aren’t careful we will miss our purpose trying to fit ourselves into the purpose. Comparison brings fear; fear will shut up our calling. Nothing or no one can remove the purpose unless you allow it.
As I was driving this morning the word thumbprint came into my mind. Me being me, I wanted to see what the true definition of thumbprint was. This is what I found, Thumbprint: something that identifies especially. Which lead me to look up especially: in particular: b: for a particular purpose. I began to look around and see God’s thumbprint everywhere and how perfect it all is, the sky, the trees, the birds, the colors, you and me. We are all made differently but yet all beautifully and wonderfully made. We are all made to fulfill the great commission but yet in a very specific, particular way.
When we come to understand he has sealed us with His thumbprint we can be confident in who we are in Jesus. We can be confident in our place in His Kingdom. His thumbprint cannot be mimicked or copied; it is genuine, unique and specific. You do not have to spend your time trying to fit in, or be just right but rather find yourself lost in the hope that you are able to extend to another because of his thumbprint on your life, specifically. The grace he extended to you, He expects you to extend to another.
We all have a story to tell, a testimony to share. Not one is greater than another but yet all fits so perfectly in His Kingdom. Do not ever rob the Kingdom of God by trying to be like someone else. The mighty hand of God created you to be you with all knowledge as to what you would bring to the world for such a time as this. Grace is our teacher and it is through our weakness He is made perfect. Just as I am amazed when I look around at nature and understand each creation has a purpose, I also can look into the eyes of ALL of His children and realize they also are His handy work, beautifully and wonderfully made with a specific purpose for such a time as this. FOCUS FOCUS FOCUS on others, reach deeper and reach harder so no one gets left behind. I am so thankful for my Heavenly Poppa. I would not be here today if it was not for the lord.
14 For if you remain completely silent at this time, relief and deliverance will arise for the Jews from another place, but you and your father’s house will perish. Yet who knows whether you have come to the kingdom for such a time as this?”