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Confession: I've thought it before. Floating blissfully through a day where my child behaves wonderfully and impresses friends or I get to take part in a knock out shoot that has me drooling, impatient to dive into the editing process. I would step along, prideful, and feel the beaming joy inside... unaware of the crooked twist in the bend ahead that leads to my own black insides. Ah yes... I'd think. I lead a charmed life!
As long as I can remember, I've struggled with wanting to be the woman others want to be. Mediocrity is my own worst nightmare. And then I committed to this crazy "no self centered spending for a year" thing and all of a sudden tons of other stuff is coming to light. Like whether or not a "charmed" life is even a real thing and what this desire to be admired says about me.
Now Moses is one of my favorite people (historical or present day) and I started recently to think for the 83rd time about what he'd been through, focusing on "stuff". He'd have enjoyed all the luxury a royal son of Egypt would for years followed by the sharp realization that he wasn't Egyptian royalty at all. The blood in his veins named him, murmured, "slave." And so doesn't every believer eventually have to step into that identity? Even though initially like Moses you may have run as far from it as possible, isn't this what each of us are called to experience? This being in the world but not of it? Eventually the glittering and flashing around us must fade when our eye focuses, fixed on a man bent 'neath rough wood smeared with sweat and dirt. But we still crave the charming.
1 Corinthians 7:22 "And remember, if you were a slave when the Lord called you, you are now free in the Lord. And if you were free when the Lord called you, you are now a slave of Christ."
As I mentioned in my last post, Ann Voskamp challenges readers in "1,000 Gifts" to see the sovereignty of God in all tragedy, the Creator's hand in every moment, ready to redeem each wound and weary soul. And then we find "charmed", a word that in Latin originally referred to a song, verse, or incantation.
1.(of a person's life) unusually lucky or happy as though protected by magic.
What protects you? What incantation do you live under? We all live under something, even if it is our blithe disregard for it. There is only One who completely answers the question of suffering in this world, who breaks us to make us more beautiful and there is no charm to life apart from HIM. We find it sitting at the feet of He who knit us, this One who is singing the great song of salvation over us.