You know those times where you have to re-learn a really simple, basic lesson the hard way (again)? Don’t you just hate that? For me it’s not the re-learning part, it’s the fact that I forgot the lesson in the first place. This could be something simple like not speeding in an area that you know is a speed trap. Or forgetting to take cash somewhere that you know doesn’t accept credit cards (I don’t even know where that would be these days though…)
The lesson I’m talking about today is more than that, though. It’s the lesson that I AM ENOUGH exactly as I am BECAUSE God said so. He said so when he sent his son to die for my sins on the cross. He said it when he already knew the lies I would tell, the horrible things I would do and say, the temper that would rear its ugly head from time to time, the mean thoughts I would think, the crappy ways I would treat my body, all of it. He knew it all and still decided to call me worthy, enough, beloved.
It’s so easy to forget that very small and infinitely significant truth on an almost hourly basis these days. I’m the very blessed mother of two rambunctious boys, and while I wouldn’t want it any other way I find myself questioning what the heck I’m doing about 99% of the time. I don’t know how to mother, how to blog, how to love my husband well, how to eat well, how to exercise, how to work on personal growth, how to read my Bible, how to try new things, how to learn something new, how to take care of our dogs, how to keep up with friends and family, or how to do anything, all at the same time.
I can’t. And I’m learning more and more that I don’t have to. The thing I DO have to do is remember the Gospel – that God sent his son to die for my sins and I am saved from eternity without Him because of his unfailing grace and love. A lot of words that tell me this: I’m unworthy but redeemed, and my life isn’t here to prove my worth but to showcase the glory of God.
I have a feeling that this is a lesson I’ll have to return to every day, forever, til the day I meet Jesus in heaven. And as painful as the road might be to remembering and re-learning, I will always count it worth it because of the sweetness on the other side.
OH. So I made Christina’s cake the other day! My Papa used to make the most beautiful cakes – a hobby he picked up after retirement I believe – and when he and my Grandma passed away I inherited a lot of his old baking supplies. A lot of it ended up being donated because I just couldn’t keep it all, but I kept the things that meant the most and one of those things was a super cute miniature Bundt cake pan! I had never used it until the other day, and when I decided to bake something in it I knew exactly who to turn to for a perfect mini cake recipe. There’s literally nothing about Christina’s recipe that I changed and it was perfection (til I dropped it on the floor!). So good that I would recommend going out and buying your own mini Bundt pan if you don’t already have one!!!