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the measure of me

October 17, 2012

I don’t measure up when I compare.
No one does.
When I am measuring myself against
other women,
other mothers,
other wives
I’m doomed to never reach the mark.

We’ll never measure up against each other because we aren’t meant to measure ourselves by the ruler of OUR lives;
we are only meant to measure ourselves against Him.

I’ll never have enough children.
I’ll never have a clean enough house.
I won’t support my husband the way I’m supposed to.
My children will never be educated the “right” way.
My children will never behave the way they are “supposed” to.
My husband will never lead his family well.

And all these “nevers” should lead me to a place of
freedom.

This measuring of ourselves as women starts so young. I see it daily in my 5 year old daughter who picks out her clothing based on how it looks and what others might think. I long to ignite something in her soul that reminds her daily that her beauty doesn’t come from outward adornment, such as elaborate hairstyles and the wearing of gold jewelry or fine clothes. Rather, it should be that of your inner self, the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is of great worth in God’s sight.

I want to love my family.
I want to love my friends.
I want to love my enemies.
With a love that measures itself against the One who gave everything.

How great is the love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God! And that is what we are! The reason the world does not know us is that it did not know him.

The reason the world doesn’t know us is because we measure ourselves against the world.
We need to use the ruler of LOVE.
We need to measure up our days by how well and how much we loved others
And how we repented of the times in our day when we were loving ourselves more.

Because when we measure ourselves against others
We are loving ourselves.
We are casting our nets out for our own benefit.
And we won’t catch a thing but heartache.

May I walk daily through my life, offering up gratitude for the things given
for the friends who succeed
for the enemies who prosper
and for the angels unaware.

  1. I love this! I used to think Peter’s description of the beauty of a gentle quiet spirit was quite beyond my reach as I seemed to be the very opposite. Now those words are beautiful to me & I realize the Holy Spirit really has changed me & will continue to do so. I look forward ( not backwards) & press on to the goal (more of Jesus!). Thanks for sharing this. Love & prayers, Cynthia

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