I've been thinking.
(Which leads me to say, "A dangerous prospect." I know.)
Last night I was in something of a depression. I had again the realization that I am not the best at anything, I am not the top in any of my fields. In the past the way I have dealt with this is to remind myself that no one has my particular mix of talents, but this wasn't helping last night because I went on to thinking that there are a lot of people out there who are better than me at a lot of things and if I can't be great at something what does it matter if I am mediocre at a lot of things??
Like I said, I was in something of a depression.
But I stumbled across a truth that I have neglected to remember for quite some time: it doesn't matter. Recognition of people, no matter how good it feels, is not important.
What is important is how God sees me. His opinion is the only one that matters. And if I can remember that it makes my life so much more simple.
Sure, I want that recognition from people, I want people to tell me I'm
doing a good job at (insert word here). But I am reminded that it isn't
I'm not the best at (insert word here) - but so what? Does God care? No. God wants me to Love. He wants me to love Him and to love other people.
And here's the kicker: the Creator of the universe Loves ME.
And that's what needs to color my world.