I love it when different ideas from different sources all line up and say the same thing to me. Now I know that often, it is where our brain is and how we receive information, but still ... it is cool.
I started a new Bible study today. I really liked it. My friend Denise went with me. Before the class started, she was telling me about a show on the History channel she had seen about King David and how it had disturbed her; how she had never realized how brutal and ruthless he was. And I quipped, "... and yet God used him."
During the Bible study class, the lecturer pointed us to a passage in 2 Samuel where God promises David that he will always keep an heir of David's on his throne (and how this points to Jesus Christ.) I leaned over and whispered to Denise, David was who he was, and yet God made this promise to him because God is who he is.
David was a man after God's own heart; that's what the Bible tells us. At the same time, David was magnificently human.
For as long as I can remember, I have believed the idea that God accepts us just as we are. Yet I am realizing that I used to believe this implied, "... and now get perfect before I lose my patience with you..."
That's just not true. God continues to accept as just as we are. In the midst of being magnificently human, he offers us grace. Isn't that amazing???
I also met with a woman today who is the fundraiser for a local nonprofit. She was talking to me about making a financial contribution to the organization and thinking of ways that I could approach my acquaintances about doing the same.
In the course of our conversation, I shared with her that asking my friends for money makes me uncomfortable, and yet when I am speaking about things for which I am passionate, I just can't stop talking. I can't stop feeling. I can't stop expressing. And the thing I am passionate about expressing is that everyone has value and worth in God's eyes; and that there are so many people who desperately need to be told that message; that God loves them, that they exist, that they matter, that they are important, and for no other reason than because they are on dirt and dirt is not on them.
I think I got to her, because I could see her eyes misting up just a little. I wondered, is there a part of her that also desperately needs to be assured of this?
There is a great deal of freedom in realizing that each of us is magnificently human; and that God loves that magnificence. Being the essence of who I am; being true to myself; being passionate. It is magnificent. And today, through several channels, that message was driven home to me. What can I say? It lit me up. It set me on fire. It made me excited about ... today.