This insignificance…this hurt, the pain, the walls built around our human hearts–it’s not the plan. It’s not who we are.
Through the blood of Jesus we have been set free, so why do we grip tight the millstone that we pull us to our death?
The strange thing about insignificance and its inherent pain is that it’s building is both in and out of our control.
We cannot control another who withholds love and keeps quiet instead of speaking life and truth into us.
We cannot change the sinful behaviors and patterns of past generations.
We cannot map and dodge the true injustices we’ve been dealt.
We are not responsible for the sin of others.
But we can control how we respond. We can combat lies with truth. It’s not always easy, especially when our lives have been marked by lies and hardness, and pain. But God stands firm and faithful.
Insignificance is a sin. It’s a pattern of living that does not see God as faithful, trustworthy, loving…it says what I see with my eyes is more real than what God says.
It’s selfish. It’s unbelief.
Insignificance says what I think about myself, what others say about me, how I’ve been treated is more important than what God says about me and how he treats me.
Over the next five days, we’ll be looking at the many attitudes of insignificance.