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.