There are days like today I wake up discouraged— filled with negative talk in my head.
I sigh knowing it’s “upper body day” and anticipating being the weakest.
I tell myself I’m such a poor lifter. That everyone’s waaay better.
I look around and my suspicions are confirmed. At every single station, I’m lifting the lightest.
I try to go heavier, but there’s no way I can do it.
My heart sinks. Why did I come? I tell myself I’ll never show up for the next one.
But I’m reminded by what Cliff always says— that it’s not about how heavy you lift. It’s about the fact that—
YOU SHOWED UP.
I don’t know what it is at work or life you dread because you’re “poor” at it. I know how it feels.
Sadly, we bring this mindset to the church as well, and feel lesser than people celebrated for their gifts.
But guess what— God sees things differently.
While we look at achievements, He looks at our faithfulness.
He sees your heart. He knows how hard it was for you just to show up- for that work meeting, that cell group, that weekly marriage talk. He knows what you’re weak at. What you try hard for.
What do you dread, and yet you’ve showed up for today? Perhaps, that in itself is worth celebrating 💛