My boys breakdanced in the living room the other night. Sorta. I guess they get it from their mama. *wink* Me and my Roger Rabbit moves. Don’t be jealous. As the little one “did his thang” my middle leaned over and said, “I danced better.”
Here he is, dancing “better”.
(Future Blackmail Material)
I can sound just like him if I’m not careful. It’s the “er” complex.
Me or them?
I don’t ask it out-loud or even think it consciously. But at times I feel it down deep. I look to this world to determine whether or not I measure up, trying to see if I’m “better”…or at least as good as…everyone else on the planet.
But that’s not the point.
Sweet friends, He didn’t create us and love us and die for us so that we would waste our precious time looking down here for validation. Looking at the giftings and callings (and blog stats and dance moves) of others to determine whether or not we’re “good enough”.
We’re enough because of Him.
I have been crucified with Christ. It is no longer I who live, but Christ who lives in me. And the life I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me. Galatians 2:20
He waits so patiently, ready to pour out life-words onto us. He says things like, “I created you. I set you apart for good works. (Ephesians 2:10) I love you. (1 John 4:19) I’m for you. I know you — intimately and completely. (Psalm 139:1-3) No one else can do what I have for you to do. My eyes are ever on you. My ears are ever towards you. (Psalm 34:17) Rest in the you that I created.”
Because when we fall into the “er” pit, we wish away the one He made us to be.
Life is not a competition. It’s a mission. And love moves that mission forward. It’s a love that lifts others and considers them “better”. A love that serves and sacrifices, rather than clamoring to prove ourselves.
As we take our individual place in that world mission of reflecting Him, we glorify our Maker. We find freedom to simply be…His.
Fill me, Lord…
How have you struggled with the “er” complex?