There are
times
when I feel
discouraged
times when
I feel my stuff
isn’t nearly good enough.
It doesn’t take me too long,
ordinarily, to arrive at a very vulnerable place, where I doubt a great many
things, not least about my use of time, my worth in life, what others think of
my motives, and my role in others’ lives. Even, if people could do without me.
Of course, I know that to those who love me most I am most indispensable. But
then there is the insecurity in me that wants to be more to more people.
What I find most interesting about
life, as much as it is perplexing, is that we never arrive. None of us is
completely grounded in that safe space and place, and those that think they
are, or present that as their image, are least to be trusted.
No matter how good our self-image
is there are always cracks beneath the surface, and again, the person without
any cracks is the most narcissistic of all; their cracks are denied.
I want to be more even though God
says I am enough.
I want more from life even though
God gives enough.
I want more of others even though
God tells me they are enough.
I have come to recognise that my
craving for more speaks more to my inner pain than anything else.
I am not proud of the fact that at
times security drives me more than it ever should. Even though I laud
vulnerability, I truly hate being vulnerable when I don’t have a choice about
it, like just about everyone. Such vulnerability is ever a very lonely place to
find ourselves.
Even though I know I’m not supposed
to compare myself with anybody else, I still do it from time to time,
especially when life has gone quiet on me. And I never compare with those who
have less. It is only those who have what I want that I compare with.
The fact about this matter is this:
whether I believe it or not in my moment of weakness, I am always enough, even
if I’m not satisfied with my enoughness.
The same goes for you. You are
enough.
God says in Jesus we are enough.
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