Most people spend their entire lives trying to be significant, yet how can we matter at all in a world of over 6 billion now living and countless others who have gone before or are yet to come? What matters what I do if it will all implode in a few billion years and revert again to meaninglessness? Just look at your favorite social media sight and watch people compete for attention with their cute baby pics, cute dog stories, controversial links, etc. Everyone is awesome, perfect, and wonderful, at least on their site, but inside, they are just like everyone else: wondering what it all means, what it is all about, and what is the point any way?
But we don't have to be 'good enough.' We don't have to earn love or recognition, which completely floored me, for I spent my whole life in such vain pursuit, knowing I could never achieve anything even verging on success, but I don't have to. There is Someone who knows every sparrow, every blade of grass, and who named the stars as He called them into being, Who gives everything meaning and significance and Who promises to love you no matter that you revile Him, ignore Him, or run from Him. He knows every hair on your head and He is infinitely patient. You can run, but you can't hide, but why do we want to run? We want to do it all ourselves and take all the credit when we know, deep inside, it is utterly futile and pointless. Like little children that want to dress themselves but can't quite get it right but utterly refuse our help. What silly children we can be, like sheep that have wandered off, but thankfully there is a Father and a Shepherd that is just waiting for us to realize we can't get home in and of ourselves and to ask for His help.
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