What Are You Worth?

I am worth a load of something today.

Productive, productive, productive.

I’m a (recovering) people pleaser.  I don’t particularly love that about myself.

Today, I pleased a whole mess of people.  Most of them are under the age of 11.  Nonetheless, they were pleased.

School work taught, play-time allowed ~ plenty of play-time, pies baked, floors swept, carpets vacuumed, laundry folded, lightbulbs changed, bottles filled ~ and re-filled, diapers changed, breakfast cooked, grilled cheese grilled, hotdogs broiled, dinner prepared, kitchen cleaned, children bathed… Mary Poppins ain’t got nothin’ on me today.  

Productive super mom. (no such thing)

I am worth innumerable gifts, diamonds, vacations… you name it.  I am worth it… today.

What about last November?  I was flat on my back after surgery for a week, followed by pain for a month.

What about February two years ago?  Again, flat on my back  for two weeks with the flu and the most horrific ear infection… while pregnant.

What about all the other times I didn’t or couldn’t prove my worth?

People pleasing.  A tough and foolish undertaking. 

I spent much of my life, and honestly still do, trying to please people.  We please our friends, our kids, our spouses, our parents, our bosses, our co-workers… please, please, please.  PLEASE STOP!

So, my self-worth is defined by what I do for others.  What about when I can do nothing?

Does that make me worthless?

Or maybe just a little bit less valuable?

All this doing, doing, doing.  

You know what my kids like?

My little ones like it when I am just with them (and giving them popcorn and drinks…).

My girlfriends like it when we just hang out.   My warrior just wants to spend some time… with me.

Sure, there are plenty of things, things, things to be done.  The things never stop.  Never.  But, we will.

So, how do you define your worth?

Our worth has nothing to do with what we do, or whom we do it for.  

Our worth doesn’t even come from what we do for God.  He doesn’t need us to do for Him.

Our worth is one thing.  Our worth is defined by only one… only One.

Not what we do, not who we are… but,

Whose we are.

We are His.  

What am I worth?  What are you worth?

Price paid.  

Priceless.

 

Luke 12: 6-7

Are not five sparrows sold for two pennies?  Yet not one of them is forgotten by God.  Indeed, the very hairs of your head are all numbered.  Don’t be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows.