Identity

So I'm in the midst of finals week. This week has always managed to challenge my faith and identity in the Christ. Usually I let my pride win this challenge. Raised my teachers, education has always been a priority for me, and I think that has been an incredible blessing. I love school, and I'm not too bad at it. So it's become my thing. By thing, I mean my whole dang identity.

Good grades have become my focus and priority. They have secured me a good college and a good scholarship. They've earned me respect from people. They have fed my pride like crazy. They have been my source of confidence and often happiness. They have been a reassurance that my parents are proud of me (no matter how many times they tell me they are proud of me for many other reasons). Good grades are my security blanket.

When I get to Heaven and I'm before the God of the universe, I don't think he's going to say, "I'm so happy you got that A in pathophysiology." And that A isn't helping anyone else share that eternity with me or have the peace of God here on earth. In the scheme of eternity, that A seems so, so, so insignificant. Laughable.

We all have our thing. Humor, beauty, other relationships, sports. We have our security blanket that are so insignificant when you look at eternity and the life God calls us to lead. So here is to embracing Bs and not having panic attacks. I know for some people this is ridiculous. In fact, for most my friends it is so dang dumb that I freak out over Bs. But for the people that know me, they get what it is for me. And I know God gets it. Which is why he's challenging me to hand my security blanket to him.

Maybe this finals week, Jesus will win.