One of the first scripture verse that I ever memorized was Galatians 2:20, when I was 17 years old and a very young believer:
I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.
Almost 19 years later, I think I am beginning to get it.
Over the last several months, in my prayer life, journaling, reflection and spiritual direction, I have realized that I have been CURED FROM THE NEED FOR SIGNIFICANCE.
This has been a journey.
I can honestly say that I have never had a need to be important, noticed, up front.
But I have always longed to be part of something significant. In fact, calling people to a life of significance was a major theme in my preaching and teaching for over a decade.
I’m not sure that was bad or wrong — just a season. And now I am somewhere else.
I don’t need significance.
The things that matter to me these days are far simpler: relationships — with others and with God.
The irony is that as my need for significance has been dying, I feel like God has been opening opportunities for significant impact. I’m okay with that too — but I don’t need it.
My prayer is simply that I would be faithful daily to following Jesus… whatever that means today.
And usually it is about relationships. People. Listening. Praying. Sitting in God’s presence. Pointing others towards him.
It’s a good thing.