Because when I look at all at all the lovely people in my life, I see lovely things.
My Michael loves Jesus so well.
My sister, Bailey, has the gift of empathy and can listen until you run out of words.
My mom, Kelly, will encourage you with some amazing piece of scrapbook art (in which you hang them throughout your home because it is like living with a big hug all of the time).
My brother, Riley, inherited the gift of confidence from my dad, Rick.
(Ask both of them, they will tell you).
My mother-in-law, Janice, has the gift of her smile.
My father-in-law has the gift of peace.
My friend, Andrea, has the gift of grace.
My friend, Diana, can meticulously devour words.
My friend, Carol, is full of willingness and obedience.
My friend, Chrystan, keeps me in Kansas City because my love could spill over for her.
My friend, Kim, could cheerlead the kid in last place to such a degree that He could cross the finish line in last place and still feel like a winner.
And so on and so forth. I could write 100 pages about the loveliness of my friends and family – I could tell you all the good they are doing in the world. I could SPILL THE BEANS to you about their imperfectly brave moments. I could just sit here and brag, brag, brag. And don’t even get me started on my kids who can’t even talk yet. Yes, let me be THAT parent.
But if someone were to look right into my eyes and say, ”Whitney, you are doing a good thing. You are excellent at this one thing and I see Jesus in the way you are handling this.” I would cut them off instantly and shake my head “no” and move in a different direction.
Don’t tell me you have never done this. Ok, maybe not ten minutes ago, but one hour ago? Three hours ago? Five hours? Yeah, I know. Me too.
Heaven forbid, I say I am crazy good at something. That God actually gave me a skill to bring Him glory. Or a talent to make Him more famous. Heaven forbid, you do either.
Somewhere in Christianity we have confused humility and our callings. In so doing, we can get trapped. “Oh I don’t want to use that talent because it will bring glory to myself.” “Oh, I don’t want to do that thing because what if I mess up?” “Oh, don’t ask me to sing, I’m no good.” “Oh, don’t ask me to create, I am so uncreative.” And away we go. Us womenfolk can be so confusing.
What we miss when we do this is the great things He has called us to. Like all those gifts He gave us to make His name greater. Artists. Singers. Nurturers. Caretakers. CEOs. Baristas. Counselors. Doctors. Piano teachers. Story-tellers. Scientists. Teachers. Don’t you know you have been given that THING to make His name bigger in our world? You have your thing. Get after it, girl.
I am not making this up. I promise.
“Therefore do not be ashamed of the testimony about our Lord, nor of me his prisoner, but share in suffering for the gospel by the power of God, who saved us and called us to a holy calling, not because of our works but because of his own purpose and grace, which he gave us in Christ Jesus before the ages began.” 2 Timothy 2:8-9
When was the last time you told yourself you had a holy calling?
When was the last time you woke up in the morning and GOT AFTER IT because you realized the weight of who you are? Not because of who you are you but because of who is inside of you. (but because of His own purpose and grace).
When was the last time you knew you were worthy of something great?
When was the last time that you knew that God planned out a life chockfull of high callings and brave things?
Yeah, maybe it can be today.
Today is your day to feel the weight of THE ONE inside of you. Let His Words produce hope in your very being. May your good things be pressed into the Holy things. May holy things yield fruit of a whole life. May your whole life be a reflection of the MOST WHOLE ONE.
And may the applause resound in heaven because His girls understood he weight of THE ONE.
Today I have a holy calling and it is _________________________________. #getafterit #imperfectlybraveliving