Hey friends, how are you today? How was your weekend? Our weekend was a tad bit chilly, we even had hail on Saturday and on Sunday in our neck of the woods. But as a dear friend reminded me, “April showers bring May flowers” and I love flowers, especially the fresh kind. That’s the beauty of spring, it brings to life an array of flowering plants that will eventually grace my coffee table. Do you like fresh flowers?
When I was younger, I believed the Lord got quite a prize when He got me. That’s funny, yes, I know that now, but back then I did a lot of comparisons. I had the habit of comparing myself with others, as if they set the standard, I did not realize how low I had set that bar. Blame it on my youthfulness at the time and seemingly in my mind at least, church seemed to contain a lot of dos and don’ts. ‘Do this; don’t do that‘ that’s all it seemed my life contained at the time. Rules to follow and I was a good rule follower. I did not like to get into trouble because that way leadeth to pain and I did not, still do not like pain, ergo I followed the rules.
At least to the untrained eye, I followed the rules. As I got older, I found out how not to get into trouble when I broke the rules, but I still thought I was ‘good’ because I did not get Into trouble. Outwardly, I followed the rules, so I thought the Lord got quite a prize when He got me. Conceited much, Brenda?
Self-righteousness is a sin of pride, is it not? And the sad part about pride and is that it is rarely seen by the prideful one. Usually it takes quite the fall, for the prideful one to realize the value they placed on their own worth is far less than the value the Lord placed on one single life… Sometimes I hear young Christians speak (young both in age and in the depth of their Christian life) and I know that way leads to pain. Another sad part Is that it’s hard for prideful people to hear about their pride. But we serve a gracious and good God, He will not leave us there.
I understand better now the value I placed on own my life is mere pennies compared to the worth my Heavenly Father gave to me. He thought me even more valuable than my mind ever conceived even when I believed He got a prize. See I missed the big picture, I still thought small when I compared myself to others. The standard is the God of the universe and when I compared myself against His… well… needless to say, I had to bow out. I realized then that He, this Amazing, Glorious, Wonderful God of the universe did consider me a prize (yes indeed He did) but I am merely one of His many Prizes thankfully. Yes, when I got off my high horse, I understood better that my Faithful, Beautiful God considers all His created people precious and prize worthy. That’s why He did it. It is because He thinks we are worth it.
Have you ever thought about it? Are you worth it? I know instinctively we want to say ‘yes’, but are we really? Am I? Sometimes I wonder… it’s so easy to enjoy salvation while forgetting the cost. A while ago I watched a clip of the ‘Passion of the Christ’, just the crucifixion bit, and while watching, I could not help but ask the Lord that question. Was I worth it, Lord? Forget the ‘whole world’ (John 3:16) was I; ME; was I worth it? Sometimes, I don’t know…
I don’t know if I’m worth the betrayal of a friend
I don’t know if I’m worth the denial of another.
Am I worth the jeering and shaming of the crowd?
Am I worth it? Are you?
I don’t know if I’m worth the ‘guilty’ verdict passed by the very people, who came for healing and to be fed.
I just don’t know…
Am I worth the load of the cross on a back that is already bruised and battered from an undeserved and unprovoked beating?
Am I worth the indignity of the mockery of the solders?
Am I worth it? Are you?
I just don’t know…
Am the worth the nails?
Am I worth the horror of the cross?
Did I deserve the death of this MAN?
Am I? Are you?
I know better now that my God considers me more valuable than I ever thought myself to be, back then in my youth. He thought me so valuable thatHe sent His Precious, only Son, to take my place at death’s door. He paid my debt to buy back my life because He thought me such a prize. May I be this prize in my daily living that He says I am. The cost of my salvation was too great, that I should live my life carelessly.
How about you? Do you know the Lord says you are valuable?