Happy weekend! What a beautiful day we’ve had here in MN! 🙂 Coolest it’s been in a while!
It’s been so fun to watch the olympics! Something about it recharges me and makes me want to go and train the hardest I can to be the best I can be. My little sister has been in the backyard, doing cartwheels and gymnast stunts to prepare for her future in the Olympics. 🙂 It’s so cute to watch!! Come on, be honest, I know you’ve been there before! 🙂 I know I have!
Something about the Olympics is so refreshing though. To live with such big dreams – disregarding what seems “impossible” and just dreaming.
It’s amazing when those gymnasts stand in front of the huge crowds. Everyone cheering and clapping for them – going crazy when they perform a perfect twist – wincing and oohing when someone falls.
And then you see the parents of the athletes. These parents who love their children so much. They pushed them through everything – through the good times and the hard times – the times when their daughter or son didn’t want to go on, when it seemed too hard. Rejoicing with them when they did their first stunt. Sacrificing everything for them.
When their child gets up on that stage to do their vault or their floor routine, it’s the mom or dad that the camera focuses on – picking them out of the crowd. Some parents are screaming and shouting for their child. Some squeezing the life out of their neighbor’s hand as they wince and shuffle around with every trick their child performs. Some just sit quietly, confident that their son or daughter will do all they can do.
But always at the end, the tears come – tears streaming down, no matter how their child has done. Even if their daughter wasn’t the gold medalist, wasn’t “the best” by the world’s standards, they are proud. They are proud of their child, their little baby, who pushed herself through everything for that moment. I remember seeing Gabby’s mom mouthing, “That’s my baby! I love you baby!”
Think about this: that’s what Jesus is doing for you. Every moment. He’s in the audience, ready with the bouquet of flowers and the gold medal. Screaming, “that’s my girl!” Beaming with tears streaming down his cheeks. No matter if you fell and scraped your knee and feel so worthless – like everything failed – he’s rushing down to you, scooping you up. Whispering over and over, “You are worth it! You are beautiful. You are my baby.”
Are you tired of striving for the world’s attention? Performing with all you have to then look up and see that no one is watching anymore? Wearily doing the routine again and again. You seem to capture their attention for a moment – but only for a moment- and then it’s gone. You never feel satisfied.
Well that’s what happens when we perform for the world. We are never going to be “enough” for the world because we are performing for people. Try as hard as we may, we’ll never be good enough. The only way we can ever be satisfied is if we realize that we are already perfect according to our Father, Jesus Christ, who is so in love with His little girl. He’s whispering, “Rest. No more striving. No more weary performance after another. Just rest.”
God doesn’t judge by the world’s standards. So if you don’t “get the gold” according to the world, that’s ok, actually it’s good. Our Father doesn’t judge us based on whether we are the best athlete or have it “all together.” You don’t have to have the designer clothes or the “perfect body.” Ladies, you don’t have to have a boyfriend or be the most popular.
He loves you because He loves you because He loves you.
It’s not based on anything you can do. He takes your fragile hand in His and holds it so tenderly. So fall in His arms tonight and stop trying to please the world.
All that matters is the audience of One – Jesus. Who is so proud of His little girl.
Think about it. How differently would we lived if we just lived for the audience of One. Not worrying about what anyone else thinks. That’s how we’re meant to live.
Live proudly. Live boldly. Live loved. Live free.
“Am I now trying to win the approval of man or of God? Or am I trying to please men? If I were still trying to please men, I would be not be a servant of Christ.” Gal 1:10