Over the last couple of years, I’ve been slowly coming to terms with something that I should have come to grips with long ago. Namely that I am not what I physically hoped to be, but in ways that I cannot control.
Growing up, I wanted to be as tall as my dad (6′ 4″), eventually just hoping to break six feet. But at 5′11″ (on a good day) I didn’t quite make it. Now I’m still above average for our corner of the world, but I am by no means tall.
I wanted to have bigger feet than I do. I don’t have a good explanation for this one. But for years I bought and wore shoes that were too big for me. I had convinced myself that I wore a size 12, when lately I’ve realized that I only wear a 10 most of the time.
I’ve always wanted to be able to grow a full beard, and envied those who can. Not a long one, but a beard none the less. Even now though, with the effects of my alopecia diminishing slightly over time, it’s still patchy and uneven.
I’m not sure why it’s taken me so long to realize these things. I don’t mean that I never acknowledged that I was short of the six mark, or that I didn’t know my shoes had a little too much room in them, but that over the years I have time and time again unconsciously tried to become bigger than I really am.
I think that at the root of it all, is not so much a fear of insignificance, but a longing to be something more substantial than I often feel I am. I see in the world around me, and in the people in it such great potential. And I have a deep longing to reach out to them, and help them realize that which they are truly capable of by the grace of God. But I do not seem up to the task.
How do I share with people who often think they have so much? How do I show a different way of life to people who are accepting of the status quo? How do I challenge people to serve, who seem to expect service themselves? How do I show the sacrifice of true worship, when music has more momentum than love?
And the biggest question for me: Is what I have to share really that special, or am I once again imagining myself being bigger than I really am?
A good friend of mine shared with me that my central purpose and priority should be that of service. To use the gifts given to me to further God’s Kingdom purposes. I pray only that I am serving faithfully, and that overtime I might be able to share with others, that which is important to me.




