Sometimes God shows up in my everyday life in ways I don’t expect, especially when I’m not looking. That happened last Friday night at our nephew’s football scrimmage.
I was sitting by the aisle but wasn’t paying too much attention to the people who walked past. Once when I did look up, it was just in time to see the message filling the back of a man’s t-shirt as he walked down the stairs:
Blessed to be me.
What a powerful perspective in a time when so many people seem to always want more.
We see people with more money, more followers, more friends, more social life, more of all sorts of things that seem bigger or better than what we have — and want it for ourselves. As you read this, please know I’m not just pointing fingers at other people. I fall into the same trap myself.
But the truth is, I’m blessed to be me. And you’re blessed to be you.
We’re blessed to be created in God’s image exactly how He wanted us to be.
So God created man in his own image, in the image of God he created him; male and female he created them. (Genesis 1:27)
Blessed to be gifted with abilities that can be used to serve God and help other people.
For as in one body we have many members, and the members do not all have the same function, so we, though many, are one body in Christ, and individually members one of another. Having gifts that differ according to the grace given to us, let us use them: if prophecy, in proportion to our faith; if service, in our serving; the one who teaches, in his teaching; the one who exhorts, in his exhortation; the one who contributes, in generosity; the one who leads, with zeal; the one who does acts of mercy, with cheerfulness. (Romans 14:4-8)
As each has received a gift, use it to serve one another, as good stewards of God’s varied grace: whoever speaks, as one who speaks oracles of God; whoever serves, as one who serves by the strength that God supplies — in order that in everything God may be glorified through Jesus Christ. To him belong glory and dominion forever and ever. Amen. (1 Peter 4:10-11)
Blessed to be part of a plan that God mapped out specifically for us before we were even created.
Now the word of the Lord came to me, saying, “Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, and before you were born I consecrated you; I appointed you a prophet to the nations.” (Jeremiah 1:4-5)
Blessed to be part of God’s family and treated as one of His children.
But to all who did receive him, who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God, who were born, not of blood nor of the will of the flesh nor of the will of man, but of God. (John 1:12-13)
The way we were made, the opportunities we have, the people whose paths we cross are all for a purpose. The reasons behind it are beyond my comprehension so I need to stop trying to figure it out.
As flawed as we are, God still loves us and has a purpose for us. And that’s worth more than any number of followers or amount in the bank.
I’m blessed to be me. You’re blessed to be you.
How will you remember that this week? Drop a note in the comments so we can encourage each other.
7 thoughts on “Blessed to be me — blessed to be you”
This is so inspiring, Leigh. We do all fall into this trap of comparison but that is not God’s plan. He gave each of us individual gifts to use to edify the body of Christ. Thanks for sharing this!
Thank you, Barbara! God always comes through every part of our days whether we’re looking or not. Learning to be blessed where I am is a lesson I need to continually learn. Thanks for stopping by.
I love it when God shows up in those unexpected ways. Content to be me. Blessed to be me. What a great message!
Me too, Candyce! It’s all those little God sightings in the middle of regular life that I love.
It’s wonderful when God sends us loving messages when we least expect it (such as the sign on the shirt). But you furthered the message by sharing with us. Thank you. Your writing has blessed me today, just when I needed a boost.
Thank you that I’m loved as I am–even when I’m feeling less than loved today.
Peace and grace,
Tammy, we all feel less than loved some days, don’t we? Those are tough, I know. Thanks for being bold enough to reach out. I hope this gave you a bit of encouragement and that you’re better today. Praying peace for you.
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