Anyway, we kind of bumped shoulders and I almost dropped my tea. This would've been much more upsetting to me than crushing her feet! We both awkwardly said "Excuse me, " and made eye contact....
Now, before we go on, I AM INDEED 100% MARRIED AND THINK MY WIFE IS WITHOUT A DOUBT THE MOST BEAUTIFUL WOMAN ON THE PLANET. I mean that.
That said, this young lady was very, very, very, very, very, very NOT Ugly. (this type of verbiage is approved by my BEAUTIFUL WIFE!!!) Get off my back and stop judging...
We, of course, pulled out and were heading the same way. NOT STALKING!! Her license tag said "2HOT4U." I mean, this young lady would've been the envy of most women anywhere. She truly "had it goin' on." I imagine when she walks in a room, all the other females immediately hate her. Jealous of her.
So, where's the twist?
We came to a traffic light and stopped, her in front of me. As we are waiting, I noticed she was doing something in her car. She was checking herself out in the mirror and at this point, with the perfect smile, and overly-vain vanity plate, and the $40,000 car, I am getting sick of this girl. But she was really looking hard in the mirror. Like REALLY looking. Then I figured it out...
I mean, she was working on that thing. It was a little impressive to see how she stayed after it. For a good 30 seconds, she was squeezing and poking and rubbing....ok: It was gross.
There are so many uses for this analogy. And this is much more uncivilized than I usually aspire to be...but here's what came to mind:
1. God can see EVERYTHING
2. Man looks on the Outward
3. Others are Always Watching (not in a creepy way)
4. Most Vanity Plates are Stupid
5. Windows are Transparent
I mean, so many ways to go with this....
Sunday morning at worship, I thought about how this applied to me. Maybe this is what it could mean to you, too.
As I sit there every week in corporate worship, I always feel a little out of place. My khaki pants or jeans are either from Walmart or an outlet store. My shirts are usually old and a little worn. Faded. My shoes are definitely old and wearing out fast...and that's just the outward....
I just feel like I don't have it all together.
Ever feel that way?
In my mind's eye, I am an extension of my attire. Kind of 2nd rate. Used. A little worn.
But I look around me and see guys whose clothes fit like a tailor dressed them that morning. Their hair looks perfect. Their slacks don't have pen stains on them. Their shoes actually shine! And I guarantee they wouldn't be caught dead with a sap-produced yellow bumper.
They are the "non-ugly" girl. Striking. Put together. Sharp.
And while this may not be an encouragement to many people, I hope that just one other person who needs to read this "gets it."
Those people, the ones who may intimidate you, or make you insecure...have zits, too.
While this sounds like I am celebrating the fact that no one is perfect...ok, well, I guess I am.
It is a strange comfort to realize that all of those people who look like they have it all together---don't.
Everyone who looks perfect--isn't.
The guy who I think has it all--doesn't.
Families that look like they don't have a care in the world--they do.
It's not their fault that I feel this way...It is my own insecurity I fight. I am not villifying them, but the fact remains that they are just as flawed as I am. Yes...
GOD LOVES ME AS MUCH AS ANY OF THEM!
And THAT is where my worth lies.
I realize that this post is not for everyone. It may be only for me. But if there is anyone out there who feels like a 2nd or 3rd class citizen at times, you are NOT. JESUS CHRIST died for you just as much as He died for ANYONE. You aren't 2nd rate. You aren't USED. You aren't too worn.
Let's stop buying this line of garbage that satan is selling us.
It has robbed me of my joy before and that ultimately leads to a feeling of worthlessness. And if I feel worthless, how can I serve? "How could God use me when there are so many people who have it all together out there He can use, " I've thought.
Man, how foolish I have been.
Basically, I have judged myself as unfit....Thankfully, we have a Father who does NOT discriminate.
WE do that to ourselves.
GOD LOVES YOU RIGHT WHERE YOU ARE...
Yellow Bumper, Pit-Stained Shirt, Holey Socks, Zits and all!