But
you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, God’s special
possession, that you may declare the praises of him who called you out of
darkness into his wonderful light. Once
you were not a people, but now you are the people of God; once you had not
received mercy, but now you have received mercy. 1 Peter 2:9-10 (NIV)
I stared
blankly at the words that lit up my i-phone. Instead of the standard “I’m
praying for you” text, my friend shared exactly what she was praying… and it
was bold.
Too bold for
my blood.
As the doubt
that clenched my heart eventually made its way to my jaw bone, I felt my entire
face tighten. Her request was too big and too daring to ask of God. I didn’t believe He would answer it. Could
He? Sure. Nothing is impossible with God.
But would He? That was an entirely different question.
Here’s the
thing: I had prayed big, bold prayers for my friend that same morning. I had covered my family with the truth from
God’s promises. I had lifted up others
in Jesus’ name, confident that He would bring healing, move mountains, do the
impossible.
Why couldn’t
I believe He would do the same for me?
I can tell
others they are chosen, precious, loved.
I can ask God to work in their lives with assurance, but sometimes I
fail to believe His promises are true for me. Because I know Me- the Me that no one else except Jesus
sees, the Me that wrestles with
the same struggles over and over until I’m sure God is exhausted by my failed
attempts.
Maybe you’ve found yourself stuck in
the same dilemma. Maybe you’re wondering
how to break free.
Later that morning as I reached for my
bible, Peter’s words sank down deep into the pockets of my heart where doubt
and unbelief like to crouch low and hide. After soaking in the
truth, lies that were hidden underneath my lack of faith bubbled up to the
surface. You are not worthy. You don’t
belong.
None of us are worthy. None of us belong in God’s presence which is why Jesus made a way. Through His sacrifice, Jesus made it possible to live at peace with God in His presence, as His children.
As a follower of Jesus,
as a child of the living God, as a new creation- changed and transformed- with
a new name and a new song to sing, I am chosen.
Precious, loved, accepted. Worthy, included. Special. His. And so are
you.
Peter wrote to all
Christians, Jews and Gentiles alike. He
was saying, “Once you did not belong, but now
you do.”
But now.
Once you were not, but now you are. Once you had not, but now you have. I had been stuck in the Land of Once Upon a Time, rather than living in the Truth of Now.
But now.
Once you were not, but now you are. Once you had not, but now you have. I had been stuck in the Land of Once Upon a Time, rather than living in the Truth of Now.
Instead of believing
that Jesus changed everything on that cross, I had chosen to listen to the
repetitive loop tape of my unworthiness.
When the enemy of our souls whispers, “You were (fill in the blank),”
God has given you and me two words to destroy that lie: “But now.”
Pray with the
boldness of a woman who knows she is loved.
Live in the Truth of
Now.
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