Do you ever find yourself wishing you had the talent others have?
I know I have...
And still do more often than I like to admit.
How great it would be to have the wordsmithing skills of C.S. Lewis or Spurgeon. When I read their writings I feel so inspired; I am ready to enlighten and edify the masses. That is until I read my own writings and quickly find my talents and skills lacking.
Oh how quickly the list grows once I have started down this unfruitful and envious path!
If I had the voice of a Steve Brown then I would really do something "good" for Jesus.
If I had the knowledge and intelligence of Calvin or Luther...
If I had the heart of a Brennan Manning...
If had the grace and walk of my Father...
If I had...
But the mercy of God quickly rushes in and kindly shuts my mouth. His great grace slows my idolatrous heart and turns my eyes back to Jesus. Once focused again on the author and perfecter of my faith, I can feel His Spirit roar and my insecurities flee.
Suddenly, I realize that I am the one who has been given the better blessing and reward.
Because His strength is perfected in my weakness.
Few take notice if a talented author writes a great book because it was expected. The same is true if a talented singer moves you with the beauty of their voice.
But what if an uneducated homeless person wrote a commentary on the Bible, that would be quite surprising. What if it contained more accuracy and wisdom than Calvin's, Luther's, or Henry's? That would be astounding.
I have heard countless sermons on Luke 19:40 where Jesus during the victorious ride into Jerusalem is told to make the people stop praising Him and He responds, "I tell you, if they were to keep silent, the stones would cry out!"
All of them are reminding us how we shouldn't let stones offer praise for us, which is true and amen.
I have to admit, sometimes I wish He had told them to be quiet, so the stones could have cried out. Oh, the look on the Pharisee's faces would have been priceless!
That is why I rejoice in my many lackings because the further I am from great, the more glory Jesus gets for graciously using me. Not because there is anything special about this particular stone, but because He can make a stone speak!
I might be as talentless as a stone and have less to offer than Balaam's ass, but what mighty power God displays if he chooses to use me. How much more hope is spread, when the talentless reflects the glory of God? How vast God's beauty is when the lame dance and the deaf sing.
If you are insecure about your "gifts", or feel that everyone else is better at everything than you, GOOD! You are just the stone Jesus is looking for! Remember He (our Cornerstone) was rejected, and He still has the habit of using ugly, good for nothing, stones for the most divine purposes!
Blessed is stone who praises God. He waits humbly next to the road for the King to pass by, and maybe, just maybe, this time He will quite the crowd and astound the gifted and wise.
Thank you, Jesus!