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I'm a Wanna Be

I woke up this morning with a bad case of the "wanna be"s. I don't know if you've ever felt like that. Like a teenager with dreams and aspirations which battle against insecurities and weaknesses, I grumble around, hoping for a remedy to the wanna be's. In my robe, nursing this case of the wanna be's, I wonder if more rest, chicken soup or seven-up will help me feel better. I definitely need an extra nap today and a back rub might be nice too.

Have you ever had the wanna be's? I went to the Great Physician with my symptoms recently and His remedy was amazing.



Lord, I wanna be known. I mean, I don't want to be Oprah Winfrey, but I want people to know who I am - not just who I profess to be - but to know the real me. I want to be greeted at parties with welcome hugs and waves across the room. I don't want to be the person in the corner wondering if I fit in or if I know anyone here. I don't just want name recognition (although that might be nice) or face recognition. I'm longing for something deeper. I want to be KNOWN.

Lord, I wanna be successful. I want everything I do to be worthwhile. I want to sense that I have a purpose and that I'm fulfilling that purpose. I don't have to be Bill Gates, but I'd like to just see that my labor is fruitful, that it's making a difference somehow, somewhere.

Lord, I wanna be accepted. In the big High School dance floor of life, I want to belong somewhere. I want to have a niche of friends who accept me for who I am and call me one of their own. I don't want to be shunned because I am different from the crowd or looked down upon because of my uniqueness. I just want to be accepted and belong.

And the Great Physician pulled out His prescription pad and wrote out three separate prescriptions for this case of the wanna be's.

1Corinthians 13:12 Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.

I am already KNOWN, by the most important Being in the universe. He knows every hair upon my head, every thought in my mind and everything I have every done. He knows me intimately! Why do I care if anyone else in this world knows who I am when the Almighty God knows me?

Joshua 1:7-8 Be strong and very courageous. Be careful to obey all the law my servant Moses gave you; do not turn from it to the right or to the left, that you may be successful wherever you go. Do not let this Book of the Law depart from your mouth; meditate on it day and night, so that you may be careful to do everything written in it. Then you will be prosperous and successful.

And God has not only promised success if I will live in obedience to His ways, He has also promised that He would provide the means to be obedient through the indwelling of the Holy Spirit.


Rom 15:7 Accept one another, then, just as Christ accepted you, in order to bring praise to God.

I am accepted by God - who knows my weaknesses and inadequacies. He accepts me into His family and gives me a place to belong: in His arms.

Comments

Vicki said…
A great post, Heather.

What joy to realize we're deeply loved and accepted in Him. And whatever He chooses to do through us will make us automatically 'successful' in His eyes.

love you, friend,
Vicki
Denise said…
Bless you for being you, I love you my friend.
Britney said…
beautiful! i really needed to read this today. thank you very much :)
Kathy Schwanke said…
Thank you, Heather. If i would only recall the truth in the heat of battle...when I feel inadequate, inferior, or insecure (note: all "in" myself)but He gives us more grace, and more reminders.
PS I love the music.
Bless you, Kathy
Kathy Schwanke said…
Thank you, Heather. If i would only recall the truth in the heat of battle...when I feel inadequate, inferior, or insecure (note: all "in" myself)but He gives us more grace, and more reminders.
PS I love the music.
Bless you, Kathy
Anonymous said…
What an honest posting, Heather. My heart longs to be known as well. I feel as though I am constantly dialoging with my Heavenly Father. He is the only one who knows me intimately, my thoughts, my dreams, my hopes, my doubts, my regrets.
I often wish my husband would reach out and want to discover who I am. I also wish for fellowship with other women. There is something about being known and accepted, about sharing in the lives of those around us.
Thank you for your encouraging message, grounded in truth.
In Him,
Cory

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