What We Value

 

Nothing makes me feel my worth more that when I am broken and bleeding at the foot of the cross, clinging to Jesus for direction.

I realize how meaningless that might sound to many people. It does sound trite and pious without explanation... so here goes my explanation.

When I am in that position, it means that God is Almighty and at work on my behalf. It means my complete trust is in Him, at least for the next little bit, till I need more grace and fly back to the throne.

It means that I see my un-done-ness as a time to worship and thank God for His care of me. I truly believe that, especially when I can't feel it. And that is when I feel peace from the Father, embraced by His love and protection. That is a worth that has no measure. That is confidence that you are worthy.

I've heard people talk about how much someone is worth. I know they are talking about monetary things, but that is one of the lowest places to go in my mind. It completely disregards how God views the world in which we live. It gives no place for hearts and souls. I believe it is a trick of the Enemy to get a person to think along those lines.

It shows what a person values. Pretty soon they have things and people and morals measured. Only certain people, depending on their wealth or status, fit into their Box of Success. Things. Items. Buildings. They all become little gods that fill their time and blind their thinking for compassion and care of others. People become Bodies in Uniforms. The appearances of things are portrayed as truth. Meanwhile, there is a heart beating in that Uniformed chest, as human and full of need as you and I.

I'm asking Jesus to let me value life as He does. Let me lose mine to find His. Let me understand, tears and rips in the knees, are just as worthy as a perfectly coifed hairdo... if that individual's heart is abiding in You, Jesus. 

Let me see hearts and souls instead of the acting out a person is capable of who is living for self. Give me forgiveness for unkindness as you have forgiven me.

This little flower decided to bloom in the desert. Bruce took a picture of it the last time he visited our property in Arizona. I am full of praise to God our Creator for this one lone flower. It was called worthy to bloom in an impossible place. Maybe it is a stretch, but things like that don't go unnoticed by me. I see a lesson of worth in it.