No doubt about it – I had a defining moment on the weekend. I preached at our church. I have preached, taught and been a speaker before…but this time was different. I was the first woman to preach at our church and I have been terrified of our stage at our church. Terrified because of its size (the auditorium seats 2100) and all that comes with that (lots of lights, cameras, and tech)….but mostly I have been terrified because of what I think “being there” says. I struggle with feeling worthy and feeling qualified. I struggle with general stage fright and with the fact that increased visibility = increased vulnerability and increased scrutiny. All of this is hooked into the fact that there are some days I can barely manage the critic in my own mind, let alone critics outside of me. My name is Candace and I am a recovering perfectionist/approval and achievement addict.
So, this weekend was a defining moment for sure…..but I’ve been struggling with identifying what was defined? When we recognize something as major in our lives, how do we then go about assessing what they mean?
I’m reminded (again) of Luke 2:19, “But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart.” Mary knew she had been a part of something major, and wisely (quietly) observed, treasured up and pondered what had happened in her heart.
Perhaps our part is to “treasure up” and we need to wait patiently on God to reveal meaning. If I think back, the biggest “defining moments” in my life have been identified in retrospect.
Is my identity different for doing this? Not if my identity is in Christ. God, I will put a flag in the ground, a marker on the path, and look forward to the day when you show me what this stake is for. In the meantime, today, I am grateful for breath, life, and the opportunity to do something for my King that he asked me to do.
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