Qualified

There is absolutely nothing special about me, and definitely nothing that qualifies me to have a blog.

I have to be the world’s slowest learner.

I don’t have a college degree.

I have a stubborn streak a mile long.

I am introverted, so if you put me in a crowd, I will most likely either say nothing at all or all the wrong things – and all of that equals a whole lot of nothing.

I could go on and on listing all the reasons I am unqualified to be used by God, but I’ll stop right here.

I’m not ignoring my shortcomings or justifying my sin, but I know that He will use me because He has called me and He will equip me to serve Him. Everybody in the Bible had their issues, but God used them anyway. If He has chosen you to be as part of His family, He has called you into His service. I’m forever grateful that He doesn’t call the qualified; He qualifies those whom He calls.

If I sound brave, like I can take on the world, I’m not. I’m scared to death because Satan is whispering his lies in my ear, telling me that I’m not good enough. There are people out there who have it more together than I do, and they have bigger and better things to say, right? How do I counter these fears?

Something I have come to realize is that everybody has a different perspective on life and something to offer that nobody else has the ability to. No, I am not Billy Graham or Charles Spurgeon, but I don’t need to be them or anybody else for God to use me, and neither do you. As long as we walk in the spirit and not in the flesh, God can and will use us.

So once I realized all this, did I start waking up every morning jumping out of bed with a smile on my face and not a worry in sight? Absolutely not! First, I am not a morning person, and second, I will always struggle with my issues. To be honest, the longer I live, the more problems I find with myself. Sound familiar? So I’m really just talking to myself here more than anything else. I will always have those days that are flat out ugly as the pot is stirred and my problems rise to the surface, but it is the knowledge that God will use me despite myself that keeps me going. He is faithful, but I need to be willing. He can only work with hearts willing to be molded and shaped into His image, and if I’m frozen in fear, He can’t mold me.

Today, I’m choosing to ask Him to soften and mold my heart. Will you join me?