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Psalm 20:7

I hope you all have enjoyed the weekend so far and are feeling rested, recuperated, and ready to start another great week on Monday. This weekend, I had the joy of babysitting for one of my favorite families at church. Christine and Nathan hosted my small group at church for two years in their home, and I grew to love them as well as their two adorable children. They always have a different verse written on a dry-erase board in their kitchen, and when I am at their house, I make a point to read it. This weekend at their house was no different. The verse was Psalm 20:7:

“Some boast in their accomplishments and others in their abilities, but I will boast in the name of the Lord, my God.”

I’m not going to lie, when I read that, it hit me square in the heart. How often do I boast in “my own” accomplishments and skills? How frequently do I forget to give glory to God for ALL things in my life? My intelligence? From God. My musical abilities? From God. My love for growing deep with people? From God. My ability to push through the difficult situations and my feisty spirit? From God. I hope you see where I am going here. I have no right to boast in myself. I am no one with nothing and no life without God. I am of the lowest of the low, a sinner lost deep in my despair, a girl searching desperately to fill a void in my heart.

On the flip side of the coin, in Christ, I am a daughter of the King of kings. I am unique. I am beautiful. I have special skills and talents that God has equipped me with to do His kingdom work. I am Christ’s hands and feet to the people I encounter on a daily basis. I am redeemed through Jesus, made pure and white as snow, holy and consecrated. Because of my Savior, I am made new.

This week, I pray that I boast only in the name of the Lord my God. In every situation, I want to praise Him! I cannot boast in my own skills and accomplishments but rather must give the glory to God. 
Oh praise the One who paid my debt and raised this life up from the dead! 


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