Imperfect, But Valuable

‘The world is quite skilled at assaulting us with countless messages—overt and covert—about how to measure our worth.’

I couldn’t agree more with Michele Cushatt, when I read the above words on her blog post recently. Moment by moment we are told to define ourselves by:

  • Where we live
  • What we wear
  • What we drive
  • Who we hang out with
  • How much our net worth shows.

Unfortunately, ‘too often we listen, we buy in. And we frantically try to do what is demanded of us.’ We do our best to fit into the mold, foregoing things that matter most. Only to discover the mold is not what it is cracked up to be – satisfaction sought, not guaranteed.

Sadly, instead of gaining wisdom from experience, the frustration birth by wrong choices is masked and suppressed by a renewed resolve to attain the perfect life ‘against all odds’.

Life, yours inclusive, is imperfect. In spite of all the enhancements man cooks up it can never be perfect. That is why the ‘perfect life’ is always redefined.

But who says imperfection is not okay?

‘Life does not have to be perfect to be wonderful.’
– Annette Funicello

You are imperfect but very valuable, even if it is to just one person on planet earth. Your achievement may seem insignificant; you may even see yourself as a failure, yet you can add value to another.

It does not take lofty pursuits and grand achievements. Value is added mostly through seemingly insignificant actions and words. Their impact is far-reaching because they are carried out and uttered in love.

The task may be menial, and seem unimportant.
The gesture may be trivial and insignificant.
Provided it is done in love, It’s the wisest investment;
Based on the greatest commandment –
Love,
Birth in us from above.

Anyone is capable of adding value to another.

A penniless beggar can offer a smile. (This can achieve much more than you know).

You can offer a listening ear to a friend even though you are broke.

It does not have to cost you a kobo to be kind.

Don’t define yourself by what you have achieved or amassed for yourself. Decide today to make your life count by adding value to others. Intentionally. That is what gives life meaning.

‘Life is not defined by what you have, even when you have a lot.’
– Jesus Christ (Luke 12:15)

How do you define yourself?

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The Difference Maker

There is always a reason we do the things we do. There are as many reasons as there are people. Motivations for our decisions and actions are as varied as we are. But what makes one reason right and the other wrong?

The task may be menial,
and seem unimportant.
The gesture may be trivial
and insignificant.
Provided it is done in love,
It’s the wisest investment;
Based on the greatest commandment –
Love,
Birth in us from above.

Today, whoever you are, or aspire to be, let love form your character; Everyday, whatever you do, let love be your motive; wherever you are or plan to go, let love chart your course. Always.

Love will cause you to make unpopular choices. Yes, difficult choices. Nevertheless, let love distinguish you.

Love is the difference maker.

What are some motivations for the decisions we make everyday? Please share.

A Clay Prays

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How do you see yourself? For those who believe in God, as clay is to a potter, so a person’s life is to God.

How you see yourself informs your outlook on life. Your choices, passions, efforts and energies, investments and commitments are all hinged on your perspective of you.

Zig Ziglar rightly said, “You cannot perform in a manner inconsistent with the way you see yourself.” A lump of clay, will not refuse to submit to the transforming hands of the Potter who is shaping it.

The following piece lets you in on how I see myself. My earnest prayer and lifelong desire is expressed in this poem.

Dear Potter,
I acknowledge today.
I am, an ordinary lump of clay.
Take me in your hands, I pray,
For there I’m willing to stay,
or sin my life will slay.

Loving Potter,
Mould me everyday.
Help keep sin at bay,
Because my life it will fray.
No longer do I want to stray,
doing what I may.

Merciful Potter,
Your grace on me do spray.
For I long to live your way,
And be fulfilled when am gray.
So when I die someday,
I won’t be a castaway.

The perspective of life as a lump of clay in the hands of the Potter may seem stifling. Ironically, that is where you will find release to reach your full potential. True freedom lies in the hands of the Potter.

How do you see yourself?