Proving your Worth...

As much as I love blogging- I really wanted to come up with some grandiose Christmas blog that fully impacted each and every one of you that took the time to read but God laid something else on my mind yesterday and today so I'm going to go with that. 

Yesterday I was out and about doing some last minute Christmas shopping, running some errands and just honestly getting rid of some of the cabin fever that was in early stages of setting in. I overheard while grabbing a coffee someone in line talking about how he dreads Christmas dinner with his family because of all the comparing, the judgement and for lack of better word bologna that people feed each other during his family Christmas. He proceeded to say he was embarrassed to talk about his job because he didn't make as much as his cousin and it makes him uncomfortable... {yes I really eavesdropped that much, stop judging me} 

Honestly I just thought how sad that getting together with family has become an 'I did this' or 'I make this' event...it must be the 'adulting' that has brought us to this stage of it all...I didn't think much of it again until this morning. I had the tv on as I was fixing eggs in the kitchen and I heard a song on Disney junior start to play... it was on Elena of Avalon (which I have nothing against) but it was a girl singing and the lyrics that stuck out to me were,

"I gotta do something special, to prove that I'm someone special..." 

What?!?? I walked toward the tv and finished listening to see if that really was the message they were sending...? Indeed, it was. I get it, we should strive to do big things, to touch people's lives, to invest in others lives, to get an education and be important in society but seriously?! I have leggings on (because my pajama pants that I've worn for days needed to go in the wash), I have my hair in a messy bun, I have no makeup on and you know I don't know if my college professors or any normal person that I'd meet at the grocery store today would think that I've done anything special by folding laundry, sweeping up toast crumbs, Brushing tiny teeth- you get the point. I havent done anything to prove I'm special today, so maybe I'm not... that's the message I heard and I thought back to that man standing at the Starbucks counter. 

Is that how we see each other? Ourselves? If we haven't done big, meaningful, important, SPECIAL things, does that mean I'm not special? Did our Savior coming to the earth 2016 years ago for you and I not mean that I'm special and full of value and worth? Does my Savior carrying a cross up a hill to die for the sins that I commit each and everyday not make me valuable? We need to step back... I NEED TO STEP BACK and remember Jesus came as a baby, a king of kings, no, THE King of Kings came as a baby in a manger so that he could show me that he loves me, he loves you, and whether you measure up at your table during Christmas dinner or not he sees worth and someone special.

This Christmas ask yourself, 'have I don't something special to be in his kingdom?' Have you asked Jesus to be your Savior and Lord today? Do you set aside your daily failure to pick up his grace and love? As small of an action it is to pray each day, to just sit down and talk with him, remember you are coming before the thrown of a King and that is pretty special...