Hosea put it well: I’ll call nobodies and make them somebodies; I’ll call the unloved and make them beloved, In the place where they yelled out, “You’re nobody!” they’re calling you “God’s living children.” Romans 9:25-26 (MSG)
There are very few social occasions when I feel comfortable.
Usually the problem starts long before I arrive at a dinner, a work meeting, or a party. It starts in my bedroom, when I look in the mirror and I tug and pull on my clothes.
Then I look at my cupboard for something more suitable, something that will make me feel beautiful, corporate or cool.
But I never seem to find the right clothes in there.
I don’t know about you, but the names and labels I’ve been called in my life have hurt, they’re the reason I find myself trying on 5 outfits before I walk out the door.
I fear others thinking that I’m ugly, unimportant, unlovable. I don’t want to be a nobody.
I really, really want others to think that I’m beautiful, important and lovable. I want others to believe I’m somebody worthy of speaking to instead of talking about.
I know even as I rifle through my clothes that this isn’t really about finding the right garment or belt and shoes. This is an issue of my heart.
It’s about the fact that I don’t believe I am who God says I am.
Hosea, a pretty cool bible prophet, said what God thinks about me best:
I’ll call nobodies and make them somebodies;
I’ll call the unloved and make them beloved,
In the place where others yelled out, “You’re nobody!”
God’s calling you “My Child.”
So, I go to the computer, and I make this printable, and I stick it in my cupboard. Right there, next to clothes I’ve been relying on to make me somebody.
In a place where every time I see it I can be reminded that I’m not what others think about me.
I am not the labels I have called myself.
I answer only to the names I’ve been given by God:
Somebody. Beloved. Child.
Ponder: How would my life be different if I believed what God says about me?
Pray: When I feel like nobody, Lord, remind me that I’m somebody to you. When I feel unloved, tell me again how you call me beloved. And when all I can hear are voices telling me I’m not enough let me hear your voice calling me, “my child”.
Print: If you’d like a copy of the printable I created to remind me of the names God’s given me, you can download it for free here.