Where do we get our Worth?
Wow, this could be a really easy question, if you didn’t want to look beyond the surface. The easy answer, especially for Christian believers, is Jesus. Well, yes, that is the answer, but it goes much deeper than that for most of us.
I was 30 years old when I had my daughter, Grace. Up until this point, my life’s armor only had a few bumps and chinks in it. You know the armor of God; the one that protects you from Satan, the evil one.
Ephesians 6:11-13 NIV says Put on the full armor of God so that you can take your stand against the devil’s schemes. For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the powers of the dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. Therefore, put on the full armor of God so that when the day of evil comes you may be able to stand your ground after you have done everything to stand.
I became a believer when I was 8 years old. I had a pretty ideal childhood. Yes, we didn’t have much money, but we had love and each other. We would go on family vacations camping and we thought we were the queens of the hill. I have 3 sisters so I had to share the queenship. After the birth of Grace, I begin to experience some post-partum depression. But not the depression where you don’t get out of bed, it was quite the opposite.
I was consumed with my house being spotless, my children being neat and clean and especially no laundry to be done. If there was one thing to be cleaned, in the washer it went. I was out of control. I would get mad at my husband or think he was mad at me for no reason. For you see, Satan had put a chink in my armor. He whispered in my ear that my worthiness must come from everything being in control. My focus was on what the world told me was good and worthy of being a mom.
So, where did I go from there? Well, first my husband sat me down and calmly suggested I call the doctor. This was not normal behavior. Also, he suggested I take some time each day for myself. This is when I laughed, because we know as mothers we can’t even go to the bathroom by ourselves. But, when both kids went down for a nap, I made a point to try and do it. I got my diet coke and my Bible. Two of my favorite things. I began with a simple short devotion. I had to get back in the Word of God and find myself through Christ again. I wasn’t as easy as just writing it in this paragraph. Satan continued to put doubt in my mind. Jesus says over and over to come and find rest. (Matthew 11:28)
You see, my worth to God, was sending His son, Jesus to die for my sins. To make me worthy to be called his daughter. We are all sinners, but Christ died for each of us. Each of us is worth more than the little birds and He takes care of them. (Romans 5:8) (Matthew 10:31). I am loved. I am free. I am a child of God. I am created in His image.
I am forgiven. I am worth it.