Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine,
according to his power that is at work within us,
Ephesians 3:20 (NIV)
Just recently, a friend reminded me of one of my gifts. I live through things in order to testify God’s Goodness through them. It is certainly not a gifting I would choose for myself, but that is the way of God. I guess that makes me a kind of 12-step sponsor for Amazing Grace. I fall down a lot, but He always gets me back up.
What is your gift? Does it scare you? How many times have you not stepped forward to offer your gifts to the world?
Each of us is born full of gifts…creative gifts, healing gifts, teaching gifts. We dishonor God the Giver when we fail to sharpen and share those gifts, pouring them out into the world. Have you ever felt like you were less than, not good enough, not ____________ enough? You have always been enough for God. That is the way of God. Through Him, we are able to do immeasurably more. Because of God, even broken people can dream.
I know lots about being broken. Last year, Broken was my one word. It was not an easy choice. Who but a fool chooses to confess to being broken? I grew to embrace it, and to love how it made me strong. I came to realize that broken was not only fierce and fabulous, but beautiful. I had to be broken to trust God to give me an achievable dream. I never could have dreamed had I not been broken.
Don’t stop dreaming just because you believe you’re too broken to deserve to dream. Dream anyway.
Christine Caine writes that, “God uses rescued people to rescue people.” I get that. And once I embraced my brokenness, stopped hiding from it, stopped hiding it from other people, God made me a little brave, and a tiny bit fierce. Then, and only then was I ready to dream. The moment I went from broke-down to beautifully, blessedly broken, it was time to introduce the world to the new, stronger, tougher, fiercer me. At the time, I described it like this…
Powerful, potent, and unafraid, I’m leaving scary in the rearview mirror and walking forward with my head held high. (<==== Click to tweet) I am trampling schemes and breaking strongholds, but I do none of this alone. It ain’t in me. I remain flawed and frail and beautifully human now and always. More importantly, I am a child of the Most High King, and that’s where it gets good. He has given us authority, and a covering no man can take away.
So, take that, that which did not defeat me. My Daddy and I are stronger. (<==== Click to tweet) He did not build me to break, so I won’t. I will be broken only to be made whole by God.
Even broken people have dreams. Even broken people can achieve them. I believe that each of us is broken in some way.
What holds you back? How often do you not step out to boldly present your gifts to the world?
Whatever those gifts are, God placed them within you in order that you might give them away. Your gifts are like Grace. Your gifts should make you mindful of God’s unlimited Goodness, and in grateful obedience, encourage you to give every bit of what you’ve received away. When you do, He will give you more. Immeasurably more.
Don’t be discouraged, and do not be afraid. Because of Him, because through Him we are able to do immeasurably more, even we the broken can dream. Act in faith and dream anyway. Do not allow your fear to make you spit in the face of He who desires to multiply your offerings and grant you more. Hear it from me, one of the broken who falls, refusing to stay down. His Grace and Mercy, His Goodness, the gifts He implanted within me that He will not allow me to ignore – I always get back up. Always. Even when I’d rather stay down and just be broken.
What are your gifts? Do they scare you? (They might. They should.)
Instead of doing what you’ve always done, embrace your brokenness. Let it make you brave. Then, in faith and in obedience to God’s Will for you, in answer to His Call, step out. Give. Honor God the Giver. Sharpen and share your gifts. Pour them out into the world.
Shared by: Chelle Wilson