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Mar 04

Where Does My Value Lie?

God often catches my attention at the most random times, or maybe I only pay attention at random times.  I was driving to work the other morning, thinking through what I needed to get done in the day, and a couple of phrases from a song caught my attention.  “When I don’t measure up to much in this life, Oh, I’m a treasure in the arms of Christ.”  I started pondering those two lines.  I immediately thought about how I judge my value by what I accomplish, what I own, or how I compare with others.  Isn’t that such a temptation?  Yet we are valued by God because he created us and wants relationship with us.  Our value is in relationship, not in performance.  A true intimate relationship with God will translate into acts of charity, but acts of charity are not a measure of our importance or value.

Last night as I was tucking my oldest son in, we sat and talked for a while.  Our conversation reminded me of this whole struggle for value.  Why is it so hard to wrap our selves this truth?  I saw my son struggling with these same issues.  He wants to figure it out once and for all, as we talked I told him this will be a life long process.

Maybe the reason I struggle with this so much is that I approach it as a mind thing to be figured out, when in reality it is a heart or emotional thing to be grasped and experienced.  My wife understands this more than I do.  Her world is rocked when relationships have gone bad.  When I have created or allowed strife to go unresolved in our home it knocks the feet out from under Linda.  I have much to learn from her in my relationship with God.  I think God is the same way, he is troubled and heart broken when we choose substitutes in place of him.   His desire is to be back in relationship with us and he is willing to endure great sadness and pain to see relationship restored.

God caught my attention again the other evening as I heard another song.  I was listening to an interview with the artist.  I was somewhat unimpressed by the friendly banter between the radio host and the artist, until she began describing this song.  I knew I would like it before I heard it.  The songs title is “Beautiful History” by the artist Plumb.  God is weaving in our lives a beautiful history that includes our failures, as well as our victories.  I have included both of the songs “Forgiven” by Sanctus Real and “Beautiful History” by Plumb and their lyrics.  Read the lyrics or listen to the songs.  The messages are powerful, and life giving.

 

Sanctus Real “Forgiven”

Well the past is playing with my head
And failure knocks me down again
I’m reminded of the wrong
That I have said and done
And that devil just wont let me forget

In this life
I know what I’ve been
But here in your arms
I know what I am

chorus
I’m forgiven
I’m forgiven
And I don’t have to carry
The weight of who I’ve been
Cause I’m forgiven

My mistakes are running through my mind
And I’ll relive my days, in the middle of the night
When I struggle with my pain, wrestle with my pride
Sometimes I feel alone, and I cry

In this life
I know what I’ve been
But here in your arms
I know what I am

back to chorus

When I don’t fit in and I don’t feel like I belong anywhere
When I don’t measure up to much in this life
Oh, I’m a treasure in the arms of Christ ‘cause

back to chorus

 

 

Plumb “Beautiful History”

I have made mistakes
and I have been afraid
I have felt alone
Then you called my name

Things were crashing loudly
Happening all around me
But you’re still small voice
Was all that I could hear

I am here
I’m holding you
You’ll make it through this
I am here, I am here
x2

Whenever you run away
whenever you lose you’re faith
It’s just another stroke of
the pen on the page

A lonely ray of hope
is all that you need
to see
a beautiful history

Well I have been such a fool
when I have known the truth
I’ve wasted so much time
Doing what I want to do

I’ve been living solely
for myself and myself only
but your still small voice
is whispering

Whenever you run away
whenever you lose you’re faith
It’s just another stroke
of the pen on the page

A lonely ray of hope
is all that you need
to see
a beautiful history

I toss and turn and scream
I try to do everything
with two feet on the ground
I just keep falling down again

I feel so far from home
Completely on my own
and then I hear you say
I am here, I am here

Whenever you run away
whenever you lose you’re faith
It’s just another stroke of
the pen on the page

A lonely ray of hope
is all that you need
to see
a beautiful history
a beautiful history
a beautiful history

 

 

 

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