More than a number.
I have realized so many times that I am so much more than a number. So are you. I guess I felt compelled to write about it tonight when I walked passed my bathroom scale and said to myself “You forgot to weigh yourself”, and then in the same breath I replied to myself “You are not that number.”
How often are we asked to give a number for identification? How often are we associated with a number? I am not a number. I am not the number on the scale or a BMI. I am not a Social Security number. I am not an account number, an invoice number, a check number, a routing number or a checking account number. I am not a checking account balance or a savings balance or a retirement amount. I am not a PIN number, Rep number, order number, or number in line. I am not 8/04/69. I am not 2 divorces. I am not single. I am not 2 kids. I am not ‘middle’ or second. I am not 42. I am not employee number, patient number, mortgage number or house number. I am not a badge number, birth certificate number, driver’s license number. I am not SAT, OLSAT, Dibel, ARMT, ACT, SAT, GPA, NTE, GRE or Praxis. I am not a student number, visitor number, or member number, or room number. I am Becky.
I *am* created in the image of God (Gen. 1:27) there is no number here. It isn’t written that I was created child #1,344,355 in God’s image. We were created in His image. Period. No number. God is infinite. We are infinite. Recently I was on the back porch, staring at the stars. It had been a hard day. I heard my son walk up behind me. I said “The Bible says he knows the names of each star (Psalms 147:4) and sometimes I wonder if He really remembers mine” and my son in his wonderful wisdom said “Of course He knows your name, Mom; he even knows how many hairs are on your head at this very minute”. I realized, to God, there are no numbers. We are His and we are Him. I also realized I have one amazing son (and daughter).
I am not a number. I am God’s. I am love. I am infinite. You are not a number. You are. We are. We are. We are.
Becky W.
April 13, 2012
So if we give our two cents worth but are only given a penny for our thoughts, where is the extra penny? I have it! Here are random thoughts from a circuitous mind. I'm a mother of two teens and an elementary school counselor; no shutting off the wonder of constant reasoning... I wouldn't dare!
Thursday, June 28, 2012
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