I personally have been wrestling with weakness or faults in myself. The weaknesses or faults in other people do not bother me. I seem to have a grace filled heart for others, I on the other hand…grace tank empty. A while back God showed me how I was living a double standard…I would encourage others and talk to them about God’s great love and compassion and in my own heart would be so hard on myself. After all who doesn’t like to be perfect, right? Well maybe there are a few of you out there who don’t mind having faults, but it is something that I wrestle with. Just being real with you, because real is what we need to be with each other. I don’t try to pretend to be perfect or act like I am, but I am extremely hard on myself at times.
This is something God has been speaking to me about (because yes, I believe God speaks through His word and to our hearts). I have been drawn back to the scripture where Paul talks about boasting in weakness because in our weakness Christ is made strong (2 Corinthians 12:9) and I sit there saying, “God, my heart isn’t comprehending this.”
Last night, God showed me what mattered. I was co-emceeing a benefit for orphans and when we came to the entertainment portion of the evening we had several amazing, well-rehearsed, practiced dance groups. Yet, the first group to come out were 4 young ladies, two of whom were most likely under the age of 9 years old. I watched as the two younger ones were very excited to be on the stage, counting their steps (very obviously), they were not in sync with the older two and would spin off in opposite directions. Their precious teacher was back stage with me watching, shaking her head and chuckling to herself. In that moment God touched my heart profoundly with how imperfect their dance was (by the standard of the world- not God’s standard) and how it brought Him great joy. How, we are so imperfect and still bring Him great joy. How we should be like little children, excited to be before God and bringing our best, whatever it may be and know that it brings Him great joy. Later that night God spoke to me and said, “it is not your perfection that brings me joy, it is you.” Immediately I thought of the scripture,
“…fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith. For the joy set before him he endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.” Hebrews 12:2
WE WERE AND ARE THAT JOY. Remember, it’s not the perfect dance that brings Him joy…it’s the dancer.
So maybe, just maybe when Paul says in 1 Corinthians 1:31, “Let one who boasts, boast in the Lord,” he is saying that because of God’s amazing, phenomenal, mind-blowing love and who sings over us continually, we should shout from the roof tops “I AM WEAK, I MAKE MISTAKES AND HE DOESN’T JUST LOVE ME ALL THE SAME, BUT I BRING HIM JOY!”
So,will those girls get just as good as the adults with practice? Of course, but that isn’t the point. After all, God told us to be like little children. By the way, the song those beautiful girls were dancing to was Joy to the World.
Ok, God…point taken and received. I am thankful today for those 4 little dancers :)