Note: a wonderful post written by Dawn Paoletta at enthusiasticallydawn.com triggered a memory of this thought, written several years ago. (Thank you, Dawn!) My walk with the Lord is ongoing and I’m very thankful for each lesson and blessing God shares along the way.
I can thankfully say that I have almost deleted the words “just a” from my everyday vocabulary. You know, when people ask what I do and the words, “just a secretary” or “just a homemaker” fall from self-negating lips. Even my innermost thoughts often begin with “just a” when I think of my achievements, or lack thereof.
It is really difficult to recognize my own worth. It does not register that my husband has truly loved me for more than a quarter of a century, or that my sons listen to, and sometimes heed, my advice. The employer that has complete confidence in my abilities and has paid my salary for the past 23 years, well…, he couldn’t have a clue how many times I’m unsure of my work or how hard I struggle to maintain a professional calm.
I have always tried to do my best at whatever task I was given, but I do not remember stopping to appreciate a job well done, or truly accepting a heart-felt congratulations at face value. Sometimes I get so caught up in the striving that I forget to stop along the way and measure the distance I have come toward my goals.
And sometimes I remember that God did not create “just a” person when He made each of us. He thought each of us valuable enough to give individual talents, gifts, ideas, thoughts, emotions and desires. He loved each of us enough to send His Son to save us. So, since God Himself, with abundant grace, accepts and loves us, perhaps it’s time I learned to value myself, who I am and what I will become with the gifts He’s given me to use for His glory.
I once read, “Being human is a privilege, not an excuse.” Maybe being “just a” is really an excuse for not accepting ourselves as the redeemed people God created to carry out the plans He has for us.