“But I’m not perfect enough!”

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In case you missed my weekly vlog and were wondering where I was, I was skiing in the Alps and broke my pointer finger and couldn’t type. No, that’s not it. I was on a tofu diet and couldn’t find the strength to type. Nope, try again. Justin Bieber came for a visit and I couldn’t pull away from all his adoration. No, that’s REALLY not it! In all reality, I decided to take a Christmas break. Not nearly as glamorous as the other three, but it’s the truth. I had company, and was filling in at a store that needed extra help and was really busy, blah, blah, blah. I’m sure your season was just as crazy. Now, I think I’ve got this nasty flu that’s going around, and I just couldn’t find the gumption to scare you all with my flu-face!

Something that really caught my attention during Christmas season was my pastor’s sermon series on Jesus’ genealogy. Sounds exciting, doesn’t it? ☺ Actually, it really was. Hang in here, and I’ll tell you a little something about it.

When I was in my early 20’s, I was working at a Christian radio station. I was the Girl Friday, doing everything and anything they needed, including a Friday shift on the air. Pastors and laymen would come in and tape their show in our production room. One of my favorites was a young guy who played piano and sang during his program. One day, he asked if I would sing with him. Now, I had always sang in choirs and small groups ever since elementary school. But I cringed at the idea of singing a solo. So I told him “no”, with the excuse I wasn’t good enough to sing on air. I thought I was being humble. ☺ But he was sad. He said something about not waiting until I was perfect. It didn’t matter to me what he said, because I was confused at his response.

Now I get it. And here’s where Jesus’ genealogy comes in. Rob Duford, pastor at Orlando North Church, pointed out that women were mentioned in Jesus’ genealogy only four times. And three of those four were…ahem…a little risqué in one form or another. There was Bathsheba, Tamar, Rahab and Mary, Jesus’ mother.

Bathsheba was the one bathing on top of her roof when King David saw her. David had her warrior husband killed, took her as his wife and a bunch of other sordid details. (I think she may have enjoyed the attention.) Tamar pretended to be a prostitute and had a baby with her father-in-law after her husband died, so that someone would take care of her. Rahab? Well, she really was a harlot…a prostitute. Then there was Mary, Jesus’ mother.

Rob says that the author of the genealogy intentionally included those women–and only those women–in there. Why? Could it be because the God-inspired author wanted to send a message that we don’t need to “be perfect” before coming to Jesus? He wants us all, warts and all. The Creator of the universe wants little ‘ole me! With all my insecurities and a bunch of other stuff. (No, I’m not going to start listing them here—haha!) And He wants me all the time–not just at Christmas or Easter. What a profound and comforting message. He’ll take me as I am.

What about you? Have you ever felt like you weren’t good enough at something or for someone? Let’s hear your comments! 🙂

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About lauriebarkercopeland

I'm just like you, but totally unique. We have things in common, but we are all God's one-of-a-kind creatures. I enjoy finding The Funny in life when it gets messy. And we all know how life can get messy, right? Some of the things I love: God, family, friends, storytelling, community, nature, the arts, beauty, travel, fun and games, learning, the study of the personalities, teenagers, acting, writing and missions. More specifically: the mountains, the beach, breathing clean air, traveling to new places, experiences, deep conversations, appreciating the minute in nature, lunching with girlfriends, practicing sensing, predicting trends, taking a few risks along the way. I hate routine, so starting (and keeping up) this vlog is risky for me...but I love community (and a few risks), so I'm going for it! I hope you join me and we can have some Serious Fun together!

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  1. Wow, Laurie…. It almost feels like you snuck inside my head! I’ve struggled for much of my life feeling inferior or “just not good enough”. There’s no real reason for it – I had a wonderful, supportive family and was shown unconditional love. I can remember when I was a kid always feeling like even when I was “good” at something, I would find it easy to list the people who were better. Over the years, my inferiority kept me from trying things I really wanted to do, and I’ll never get those chances back.

    After becoming a Christian, I’m continually learning that God doesn’t need me to be “best” at anything – except being the “me” me intends me to be. There may never be something that no one can do better than me, but that’s okay. I’d rather live out whatever God’s best is for me than to sit along the sidelines watching others. Thanks for reminding me that God uses very imperfect people to do His Will!

  2. (said in a mystic-soft voice) “Cheryl, this is your inner voice speaking. You must give your all your earnings toward the Kailey Copeland college fund….”

    No? Didn’t work, huh? Well, it may only appear that I was inside your head. 🙂

    Me too. I had a wonderful, supportive family, yet was still an insecure thing! Wow. Everything you said above rings true for me. I do have regrets that even today I have to learn to deal with. How have you learned to deal with those regrets?

    So glad you’ve learned your value in Christ. Getting to know you a little better through your comments helps me to see your inner self–one that is open, honest, caring and beautiful!

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