My girls once accused me of being the worst when it came to accepting a compliment.
They'd say something like, "Mom, you look pretty today." I'd say, "I'm really having a bad hair day."
Some might say that I was just being humble. But I wasn’t.
You don’t have to search very hard to realize that delegation is not only a skill, but it is a quality identified with most great leaders. Perhaps it’s because at the root of delegation is trust. In passing off a task, a project, or a vision you’re demonstrating that you trust others to take appropriate actions. Refusing to delegate is harmful to you as a leader in any sphere, work or home, because it will stretch you too thin.
We carry crock pots into the kitchen and set them on the table. Soup is ladled into bowls. Bread is neatly placed on plates. Dessert stands ready on a counter nearby. Outside hungry people wait. My community group is serving those in need tonight.
And aren't we all in need?
Not too long ago this normally happy girl was grouchy, overly sensitive, and emotional. The last thing I wanted was to be the person with her cranky pants on. Yet here I was wearing them with a capital "C."
That’s when Zephaniah 3:17 came to mind. “The LORD your God is in your midst.” Right then. Right there. He was with me.
Have you ever gone to a networking or social event and realize you're talking with someone, but you’re not hearing a word they say? Sure, you're doing everything right – making eye contact, verbally acknowledging their thoughts when they pause, even leaving a smile plastered across your face – but the truth is, you're not listening. You're not there. You're somewhere else.
Have you ever felt pursued? Oppressed? Sensed the devil nipping at your heels?
I'd like to draw a parallel between how Pharaoh acted in Exodus 14 and how Satan acts throughout history.
Both are unyielding enemies, coveting the power of God for themselves. Both have been plundered by the Almighty, and both are enraged beyond endurance. Both have assembled vast armies for the destruction of God’s people – yet neither seems to realize how utterly defeated he already was and is.
We all mess up. We all fall short. We all wish we could be a little bit better. And when that happens, we wonder if God still really wants to use us. People comment on our strengths or what they admire about us and we think, "Oh, if you only knew what I'm like in my worst moments."
But here's the reality: God does know you in your worst moments. He knows all the things hidden in your heart. He knows what you even hide from yourself. And he picked you anyway.
I don’t like heights, so when I arrived at the zip line park, my heart went into overdrive. As I stood on the tiny platform, there was nothing between me and the ground, hundreds of feet below.
I put my gloved hands on the zip line while everything in me was screaming to turn around and go back to solid ground.
But then I let go.
If I asked you how you are today, you might (like so many of us) answer, "Fine." But underneath that answer could be questions, struggles, insecurities. How do I know? Because I'm human too.
And every day we need to hear one thing: You're going to be okay.
When I walked in the door, a wide smile filled little Elle's face and she ran into my arms. For the next several minutes, Elle circled around the crowded room. Each time she made her way purposely back to me, placed both hands on my knees, and said, "There you are!" It was as if Elle wanted me to know that in the midst of a crowd, she delighted that I was in the room.
1 Chronicles 16:11 (ESV) says, "Seek the LORD and his strength; seek his presence continually!"
It makes me wonder: Do I see Jesus like Elle sees me?