Our significance is not based:
on how we look,
what we do,
what we achieve,
how much experience we have,
when we graduate,
how much we make,
how we play,
who our friends are
the things we accomplish
the good deeds we do
where we were born
the notes we can sing or play
the messages we preach
the battles we’ve won.
And our significance is not deflected by:
The scars on our body
the hurt that we feel
the past we want to forget
a bleak tomorrow
a job loss
a parenting failure
the label — divorced
the demons we battle
the death we face
the depression we can’t seem to shake
the tragic choices we make
by friends who forsake
the 15 minutes 10 years ago we wish we could erase
our relapses and reboots
our poor financial decisions
the number on the scale
the people who criticize us
the ones who reject us
the ones who neglect us.
Our significance is best defined by a holy God who sent His only Son to be falsely condemned and violently murdered in our place so that we could be called His beloved.