A fellow blogger inquired about this post. I’m so sorry I failed to update. Truth is, I’m working on other projects and blogging is at the bottom of my To-Do list. But I was so blessed to know someone read and wanted to know how I’m doing. Thanks!
Here is the original and below is what I can report…
Before you congratulate me or question why, let me add, “That’s my besetting sin.”
Yeah, I thought you’d hold off on the congrats but I do hope you are forming some questions.
James MacDonald defines prestige as a subcategory under pride. The following quote is taken from page 81 of Downpour.
Prestige. “More ‘atta-boys’ for me, please.” “Tell me again how much you appreciate me and what I’ve done for you.” “I want prizes and bonuses and thank-you notes and public acknowledgments.” Prestige is a consuming need for recognition. It’s the feeling that others are always watching and the insatiable thirst for others to pat you on the back. It’s the insistence that nothing you do be overlooked or unrewarded by those in a position to do so. It’s dropping names of prestigious associations; it’s letting others know of your accomplishments; it’s the constant concern that everyone know who you are.
The saddest part of my sin is that its root comes from an incredibly addictive insecurity problem. I’m often this little four-year-old girl begging for her father’s affirmations that never came. I want people to tell me I did a good job. I want people to think I’m special. I need to know someone knows I’m here and I did something good.
How horrible that insecurity and pride are such close sin cousins.
If you can relate, you’ll want to read on. God’s grace covers this sin. His grace offers power to overcome it. God’s grace heals and matures the broken little girl’s spirit. I’ve spent years fighting those inner thoughts and trying to control my tongue. I’ve had moments of victory. I remember more agonies of defeat.
Today, God spoke a prayer into my heart. I know that if He spoke it, then this alone will be my weapon and salvation. Here’s the plan:
Stop each thought instantly with this prayer, “Father, glorify your name through others, not me.” The others being anyone in my presence when I’m seeking prestige. I’m excited. Actually, I can’t wait for the test run. Just think I’ll get to see God glorify another in my presence just because I asked in obedience to His plan. Wow!
It reminds me of the time in 1996 when the Spirit taught me how to overcome jealousy. I was to pray the words of John the Baptist in John 3:30, “He (Jesus) must become greater; I must become less.” My translation became, “Here is what I want you to do for me BUT do it for others first.” The others were always the people that stirred my jealous heart. My journal records some ‘awe’ moments throughout the years.
Now, here I go again. When I’m tempted to name-drop, list my accomplishments, or draw attention to myself, I have the power of His spoken Word to lead me to victory.
I’ll try to remember to post a praise or two in coming weeks.
What I’ve learned…
All believers can overcome jealousy, insecurity, and pride using my new favorite words in the arsenal of God’s kingdom: Believe and Yield. First believe in the accomplished work of the Gospel. The complete Gospel says: Jesus walked a sinless life to show us that “yes it can be done.” Jesus’s death on the cross absorbed ALL the wrath for our sins. His burial and resurrection give us victory over death and assures a new life in Him. He now sits on the Throne interceding for us and assuring our victory.
That is amazing but there’s more…He gave us His righteousness, therefore we are no longer guilty of sin but we actually hold the identity of Christ. He poured out His Spirit to fill us with all the power, strength, love, grace, mercy, compassion, and whatever is needed to live the victorious life until we are forever united in Glory. Now that’s the Gospel. If we believe only the parts that say our sins are forgiven and He’s coming back for us THEN we are not believing the parts that we need to live each day. He insures our sanctification. We must believe He saves us from the penalty of sin but we must also believe He gives us victory over sin each and every day.
In the blog, I used the term: besetting sin. But once I began to live out what I wrote and believe the complete gospel, I began to see I should never ever have a besetting sin. In God’s opinion, the only one that matters, I don’t!!! I only have Jesus’ record and it is perfect as He is perfect. So once I begin to believe this truth then jealousy, pride, and insecurities die as I yield to the God that lives in me.
Oh how good He is. Oh how He loves me and you.
Now how is that lived out practically, Get up each day and declare with all the faith of a mustard seed, “God loves me as He loves His Son. Jesus paid it all. It’s done. He lives in me to complete His Kingdom work. He receives all the glory when I yield to Him. So therefore, may the God-in-me love others, may the God-in-me serve, may the God-in-me move mountains. I believe your promises. I put my faith in your Gospel. I yield to Your presence. Your will be done this day. Amen”
I had an epiphany this morning. While doing my Jonah homework, the author Priscilla Shirer, walked us through the stories of Jonah, David, and the prodigal son. They each had an ‘aha’ moment. Jonah was in the belly of a huge fish, David was mourning the death of his infant son, and the prodigal was dining on the slop of pigs when their epiphanies shook them to the consciousness of their sin.
As I reflected on my own journey fleeing God, I shivered at the memories of my storms, deceits, and vile living. Then I was jolted to worship when I realized how gracious my God had been to me. Years ago, He turned me from my wicked ways in an instant of revelation far different than the three examples I had just read.
One morning in my college apartment, I stared at my image in the mirror and heard these words spoken into my heart, “You deserve better.”
Can you believe it? The girl who was starved for true love, who craved affection and attention, and who never felt good enough heard she, of all people, deserved better.
It wasn’t just for her, she deserved it.
Not until this very morning did I realize how much grace was poured into my soul that day. It has taken decades to come full circle to that revelation but I now know it ha always been true.
I was then and I still am, a child of the Most High God. He saw me as a princess adorned in pure His white wedding gown. I wore His crown. I carried His sword. I had already inherited all the glorious riches in Christ Jesus.
It was all mine, and yes, I deserved it. Not because of anything I had done. The salvation of Jesus is assured to those who receive His grace through the remission of sin. His Word says, when I believed Him and I repented when I was ten-years-old, I became a new creation. Not only was I eternally saved but I had and still have claim to all the promises of that inheritance.
Yes, that is far better than what I was living. As far as the beat of my heart, through the unlimited vastness of the universe, to the heart of the Lamb who sits on the Throne, better!