Saturday, May 19, 2012

Feel Like a Failure?

This morning   I felt like a failure. I just could not complete that list of “to dos.”  But, why on earth would I feel that way?  Last week I worked every day, took myself or a kid to a doctor appointment every day , spent hours on the phone arranging for my daughter to see a specialist at Stanford University Hospital, took Lilly Rose to Rainbow pledge, supervised the Friday church youth group, attended my sister-in-laws mother’s day luncheon, taught Sunday school, met with the church leadership group, did m-o-u-n-d-s of laundry, spent time with my son, daughter-in-law, and chased my grandson around for a while.  Then, I went grocery shopping and made Mother’s day dinner.  This week continues on in the same manor.  Busy, busy, more appointments and meetings, work and hours on the computer…

So why then, do I feel like a failure?  We may actually, according to Kaiser, thrive.  But I believe that is a relative term, thrive.  I mean look at the weeds in my garden.  They “thrive.”  Look at the rat that wants to invade my roof, he seems to thrive.  So, if you accomplish more, do you “thrive?”

There is a way that seems right to a man.  But its end is the way of death. Proverbs 14:12

The truth is simple, although the world would tell us differently; we cannot assign value to our lives according to our ability to produce a product.  Our value is established by our relationship to God.

Before I formed you in the womb I knew you; before you were born I sanctified you; I ordained you a prophet to the nations.” Jeremiah 1:5

Look at the birds of the air, for they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? Matthew 6:26

For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, says the Lord, thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you a future and a hope. Jeremiah 29:11

So now I take my rest in the Lord.  Being reminded that no matter what I do or do not do, I am valued by the Lord for just being me, and loving Him. 

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