You tried your best. You put in your absolute best effort. Stayed up all night studying. Or maybe worked you fingers to the bone.
But yet you were overlooked again.
Or maybe it’s not job related. Maybe you poured out your heart in a friendship and they just didn’t reciprocate.
You gave your absolute best rendition of your testimony anyone has ever heard. And not one person showed the slightest connection.
And then we witness another with such ease swoop in and land that job. That friend. That connection. To watch someone else succeed so easily in an arena we bloodied ourselves in is spiritually and physically exhausting.
And now we are expected to be happy for them? To humbly add our cheers among the crowd?
Um hello flesh? Meet pain.
It’s painful to die to this pride. I won’t even lie. The desire to be the best and want the best and have the best among your field/experience/expertise.
Among all the feeds we can track today everyone of them a competition of likes.
And there the truth stares at us. That we weren’t the best. Surely if I clap I’m acknowledging that fact right?
We are not clapping to admit defeat we are clapping to admit Christ.
If we truly believe all good and glorious things come from God then is it not God that promotes? Is it not the Holy Father who aligns each way?
So it isn’t the competition we are applauding today friend. But his way.
Sometimes God has better things in store, sometimes God denies and sometimes God wants to see what we do.
When we don’t clap it only keeps us from the party.
As always be blessed and be a blessing.