I’ve written things similar to this before, but I battle this constantly so I hope you don’t mind me reiterating it to remind myself and maybe you as well.
I had a rough time on Sunday after our service because I felt it didn’t go as well as I thought it should. Nevermind that there are hundreds of reasons that have nothing to do with me, I internalized it until at one point in the afternoon I couldn’t take it anymore. I kept thinking, “my worth is not defined on how well I preach a sermon.”
I kept telling myself until finally I let it out of my mouth as my wife walked through kitchen and I was doing the dishes.
“My worth is not defined on how well I preach a sermon,” I said sort of quietly.
“What?” my wife asked so I repeated, “My worth is not defined on how well I preach a sermon.” This time it was more confident.
“Amen,” she said, throwing some “you-know-that’s-right” attitude on top of it (another reason I love her so much).
So that’s it.
My worth is not defined by my job or how much money I make.
My worth is not defined by how my kids act in public.
My worth is not defined by how productive my day, week, month, or year is.
My worth is not defined by the number of hits, comments, whatever to my blog.
My worth is not defined by the number of people sitting in the chairs on Sunday morning.
6 When we were utterly helpless, Christ came at just the right time and died for us sinners.Â 7 Now, most people would not be willing to die for an upright person, though someone might perhaps be willing to die for a person who is especially good.Â 8 But God showed his great love for us by sending Christ to die for us while we were still sinners. (Romans 5:6-8)
So really, I suppose, that’s it.
My worthÂ isÂ defined by God’s love, His desire for me, His willingness to do anything it took so I could be free to know and love Him back.
What, if anything, trips you up in this area? Do you need to exercise that editing feature in your brain? I’ll start you off: My worth is not defined by…