When Measuring Sticks Become Spears

Remember standing up against a door frame or wall as a child and measuring your growth? The excitement that came from knowing you had moved up even a fraction of an inch. In our small worlds, every new mark meant progress, significance, and brought with it a sense of pride and accomplishment.

I’ve been standing up against that door frame my entire life.

Measure me. What have I done? Does it matter? Am I significant? Let’s take a step back and see if my work made a difference. Is it enough? Is it right? Should I do more? Am I growing, climbing, moving in the right direction?

We live in a culture where we are defined by our works. When we meet someone new, one of our first questions is usually, “What do you do?” Our identities are very much wrapped up in the way we spend our hours and the things we fill them with.

At the end of the day – we look back – we measure our progress. Did we do enough to climb the scale or are we found lacking?

We hold ourselves up to some invisible standard and if you are anything like me, you’ll never declare your own accomplishments as being off the charts amazing. I don’t even want other people to declare me amazing – how would I ever top that?

As wives we wonder if we’re meeting our husbands needs. As moms we worry that we are failing our children. As homemakers we long to know if what we do is enough. As career women we strive over balancing it all. As believers and servants we could never do enough for the Kingdom of God. As women we wonder and worry over every emotion and thought that plays through our minds. We analyze, we weigh, we ponder – we measure.


Our measuring sticks become spears to our soul. They pierce our faith, wound our hearts, and cut away our very foundation. They slice away at our significance that was never meant to be measured by what we do.

God’s love for us is immeasurable.
He loves us not because of what we do, but because of who we are: His.

When God looks at me, He doesn’t see numbers, or inches, or a 1 to 10 scale. He sees me as precious, and prized, and loved beyond measure. When God looks at you, He doesn’t see your title or tasks, He sees you as His daughter and His chosen one.

He looks at us through eyes of grace. He does not filter our worth through what we have done or what we are doing now – in His eyes we are perfected, righteous, and redeemed. He bought our freedom from judgement, condemnation, and measuring sticks when He hung on the cross.

We long to matter and we do. We matter to God.

And if the rest was stripped away. If our homes, our families, our jobs, our ministries, our titles, our platforms, all our worldly possessions were removed from us – who we are in Christ would have to be enough.

Is it enough? Yes.

Any other answer would simply diminish all that Jesus did for me and that would break my heart – and His. Christ is enough and in Him, so am I. 

It begins and ends with the simple and beautiful fact that we are His. We can do nothing apart from Him. We are insignificant without Him. It’s only in and through Him that the things that really matter – the ones that measure at all – will last. Everything else will just fade away. Everything else will be found lacking. Only in Him is our fullness found.

Grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ. Know this love that surpasses knowledge—that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God.
Ephesians 3:18-19 (NIV)

We are His first and in Him are the very best parts of us.

When we do, whatever we do, holding Him up as first and best, highest on the scale, longing to please Him, we are always going to come out on top. When we seek Him, and give Him room to search our hearts, sift through our thoughts, and remove the excess baggage, we are succeeding.

God doesn’t own a measuring stick. He won’t make you stand on a scale.

But if He did, you should know, that in His eyes, you are a 10 out of 10, A+, 110%, extremely important, picture-perfect portrait of the person He made you to be. And He loves you.

** Linking up with the beautiful blogging communities and the friends of my heart, Holley Gerth, Meredith Bernard, and Jennifer Dukes Lee.

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20 thoughts on “When Measuring Sticks Become Spears

  1. Reblogged this on graceglimmers and commented:
    This is so true. I do feel like I measure my worth. When truly God accepts us how we are and grows us each in special ways. I need to relax and grow and not worry about what others think. A post from a blogger I follow….

  2. Love this: “Our measuring sticks become spears to our soul.” How true! Every time I whip it out and come up lacking, it pierces my confidence and numbs my desire to keep pressing forward. Oh, I pray that one day I will finally grasp God’s unconditional love and realize I have all I need in Him and my worth is priceless in His eyes. Thanks for encouraging me today, Tiffany. Many blessings to you.

    1. It is certainly one of those every day, moment by moment truths that we have to fix our hearts on, isn’t it. His love and power is big enough to cover our every need. I’m praying to receive and believe right along with you. Thank you for visiting me today. :)

  3. Amen and amen, girl. I really needed to read this today. I’ve been struggling with this my whole life too, and you are right. It is enough. HE is enough. Thank you, Jesus! Hugs to you, friend.

  4. So true, Tiffany. We are constantly trying to measure up to this and that if that is the type of person we are. I think I’m one of those types. I put pretty high standards on myself and I really shouldn’t be so hard on myself because God sees me for who I am and loves me unconditionally for all my strengths and weaknesses. You are so right and worded your thoughts so beautifully. We need to be less harsh on ourselves. John 3:16.

  5. I love this, Tiffany. It is so very true. Measuring can be so lethal to our minds and souls. The comparisons can be never ending. But, just like you said we have innate worth and we are so loved by God. Knowing that beings so much peace. Thank you foe this beautiful post :-)

  6. Tiffany, I really do echo all you say here. This was written so powerfully. I think you covered all the ways we women tend to measure ourselves against the world’s standards. Thank you for the reminder that God values us immeasurably… if only we truly could grasp this, yes?? I think the world would be a different place for sure!

    1. Yes, Kim…let’s pray the Lord seals it to our hearts, especially this time of year, and brings it to mind when we stray. His love is deep and wide enough to cover all the measures we hold ourselves too and He willingly lavishes it on us. Thanks for visiting me, friend. Hugs!

  7. Yes ma’am! Measuring in a way is like comparing- and we know comparison is the thief of joy. I really enjoyed reading your take on this! Thank you for your thoughtful words!

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