(First written last year...)
Here’s what happened:
Four of us girls were in my room, I was cleaning up and packing things away, while they were sitting on the bed simply watching me.(You know, because it’s not like I needed help or anything…) Eventually, they all decided they wanted to take a nap (Fancy that!), so they asked me to turn off the light. I was like, “No, I’m gonna be scared!” just to goof with them, and convince them to keep the light on. I don’t like to work in a dark room! They looked at me from atop the bed, I’m sitting on the floor, covered in scrap pieces of sewing materials, markers, and paper scattered aimlessly around the world. Abby was the first to speak up, and do you know what she told me? With the straightest of faces, and the most set jaw, she told me, “Don’t be scared, Ate Jazzy. Trust in God!”
What a little me, I thought.
I would tell them, whether it was during a thunder storm or not, “You don’t have to be scared. Trust in God, because He will protect you! He has all His angels guarding y’all because you are all His princesses!”
Most of the time they’ll go to sleep, but other times they’ll ask me to tell them more.
It’s funny and very flattering when a “little” mimics you.
But then it got me totally aware of something I had not really thought about before.
My siblings watch me.
They watch how I talk, how I hold myself, how I handle certain situations. They are watching, and now that I’m aware of that… It scares me. It’s an intimidating challenge, and I feel so inadequate to have the task set before me. I don’t feel good enough to be the example that they need. I have my own faults. I’m far from perfect, and I’m close to the meanest sister on earth.
And guess what?? The whole world is watching me! Okie, that's a bit nerve-wrecking, don't you think?
But you know what else? He’s working in me, He is molding me into the vessel He created me to be. See!
"For whom the Lord loveth he correcteth; even as a father the son in whom he delighteth."
Proverbs 3:11-12
He “loveths” me!!! (loveths?)
He will form me into perfection in His timing, even though I feel totally useless right now. Because it truly is in my weakness that He is made strong.
I shouldn’t be worried about what I am as me, but what I am in the Lord. It’s not me that my siblings should see at all. If it were, they’d be studying and gleaning off a selfish human being with no goal in life but to please herself. We are called to live Christ, and so, that’s what I shall do! I’m going to live for Him, with everything I’ve got! Nothing should hold me back, not even the fear of my inadequacy. God put me and my family, and God will give me the will to fill in the space He gave me.
He’s the King of Glory, and the awesome thing is… He’s my Father.
As my conclusion, I’d like to ask you these: What do the “littles” in your life see when they look at you? What can you do that will make them admire Christ in you?
For the King,
Jazzy
Here’s what happened:
Four of us girls were in my room, I was cleaning up and packing things away, while they were sitting on the bed simply watching me.(You know, because it’s not like I needed help or anything…) Eventually, they all decided they wanted to take a nap (Fancy that!), so they asked me to turn off the light. I was like, “No, I’m gonna be scared!” just to goof with them, and convince them to keep the light on. I don’t like to work in a dark room! They looked at me from atop the bed, I’m sitting on the floor, covered in scrap pieces of sewing materials, markers, and paper scattered aimlessly around the world. Abby was the first to speak up, and do you know what she told me? With the straightest of faces, and the most set jaw, she told me, “Don’t be scared, Ate Jazzy. Trust in God!”
What a little me, I thought.
I would tell them, whether it was during a thunder storm or not, “You don’t have to be scared. Trust in God, because He will protect you! He has all His angels guarding y’all because you are all His princesses!”
Most of the time they’ll go to sleep, but other times they’ll ask me to tell them more.
It’s funny and very flattering when a “little” mimics you.
But then it got me totally aware of something I had not really thought about before.
My siblings watch me.
They watch how I talk, how I hold myself, how I handle certain situations. They are watching, and now that I’m aware of that… It scares me. It’s an intimidating challenge, and I feel so inadequate to have the task set before me. I don’t feel good enough to be the example that they need. I have my own faults. I’m far from perfect, and I’m close to the meanest sister on earth.
And guess what?? The whole world is watching me! Okie, that's a bit nerve-wrecking, don't you think?
But you know what else? He’s working in me, He is molding me into the vessel He created me to be. See!
"For whom the Lord loveth he correcteth; even as a father the son in whom he delighteth."
Proverbs 3:11-12
He “loveths” me!!! (loveths?)
He will form me into perfection in His timing, even though I feel totally useless right now. Because it truly is in my weakness that He is made strong.
I shouldn’t be worried about what I am as me, but what I am in the Lord. It’s not me that my siblings should see at all. If it were, they’d be studying and gleaning off a selfish human being with no goal in life but to please herself. We are called to live Christ, and so, that’s what I shall do! I’m going to live for Him, with everything I’ve got! Nothing should hold me back, not even the fear of my inadequacy. God put me and my family, and God will give me the will to fill in the space He gave me.
He’s the King of Glory, and the awesome thing is… He’s my Father.
As my conclusion, I’d like to ask you these: What do the “littles” in your life see when they look at you? What can you do that will make them admire Christ in you?
For the King,
Jazzy