Thursday, August 30, 2012

Claim Your Gift

"When we wish to possess somebody else's abilities, we end up incapable of discovering the gifts in ourselves." ~ Brother Roger of Taize

September is upon us and routine is about to swallow me up. I will run in several directions, sometimes pulled in two different ones at the same time for the first while. I feel the anxiety rise if I think too much about it so I try not to. Instead I try to breathe and stay in the moment.

I received an invitation to be on a provincial committee recently and when I received the letter, the criteria was to discern if I had a unique gift, specialized skill or experience that would be a welcomed asset. I sat for a moment with that question and heard the answer but the concept remained with me. Do I have a unique gift? Not just any old gift, but one that was different than what others could bring. I was not really sure but I thought I might.

I was also asked to participate in an upcoming event this fall, and I hesitated, comparing myself to the two other keynote speakers and thought I may not have much to offer. I caught myself in that thought and knew it was a lie but still my initial reaction was to go there to that place of self-deprecation.

The third recent scenario of pondering my gifts lately was yet another invitation--this time to a meeting in the spring in Montreal. I was sure they sent it to the wrong person upon reading it. I even asked them that. In a follow-up email, I retracted that somewhat and suggested that however they reached the decision, I was sure good discernment was used and that if they still wanted me to participate that I would be happy to. The reply came back: "Good, I have marked you as a yes then."

Why do we struggle so much to see our own goodness? Why do so many of us by default go to a place of comparison? Why can we not see that God has made everything good, including the person in the mirror, each with a unique gift that will be a welcomed asset?

This fall commit to believing in your own giftedness and celebrate it well.

Peace,

Suzanne

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