How Do You Measure?

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Measurements.  Just the word itself sends our minds in a myriad of directions.  On the wall entering out kitchen are some pencil lines with dates, these are our kid’s heights over the past 7 years.  I have shrunk my pant and shirt sizes significantly these past few months, my measurements have changed.  We use measurements to discover the size of our homes, offices and the spaces we move about.  We use measurements to tell is how much food we have eaten.  Measurements help us get the ingredients to our dinner correct.  Every quarter and semester a slip of paper is sent home from the high school with academic measurements of my kids.  Bodies, space, food, height, weight, academics, distance, time, resources, fuel…  I cannot nor, can you navigate even a day without measuring something.

As grateful as I am for the ability to measure, our ability to measure has also created some of the most screwy emotions and actions our world have ever known.  People fight over land measurements, feel bad over body measurements, decide their value over academic measurements…  and determine much of their future over measurements.

So here are a few guidelines for measuring that are kind of important.

Make sure what you are using to measure is accurate. I can make myself a tape measure that will say I am 6’5″ tall, but I am not.  I am 5’5” tall.  The same device that makes me a foot taller also makes my butt a foot wider. (like I needed any help with that)  If what I use to measure isn’t accurate then my whole life is askew.  What do you use to measure your life?  Is it accurate?

Another guideline in measuring is to make sure what you measure matters. For nearly 30 years I have been in ministry and over these years I cannot even begin to tell you how many people have shipwrecked their lives because of what they choose to measure. I have seen people measure beauty but fail to measure character.  I have seen people measure money but fail to measure relationships.  I have seen people measure status but fail to measure faith.

Right about now, the preacher in me wants to give you three points to help and put a nice bow on top of this thinking.  He aint gonna. But what I will do is leave you with this thought.

In my life I have never been the fastest, strongest, smartest, best looking, wittiest or nicest or best of anything.  I do not measure up, even against imperfection.  Then there is perfection, what God measures, in every way and all the time.  This kind of makes me screwed, or it would if it weren’t for Jesus.

I guess what I am saying is that GRACE is pretty amazing. (someone should write a song about that, get some bag pipes to play it.)  I need grace because with or without the right or accurate tools to measure, I do not measure up.  I need grace because whether I measure the right or wrong part of my life, I still do not measure up.  I think I want to write more about this if you don’t mind.  Starting on the 19th of this month, I will also be sharing Seven Stories of Grace if you are a local and want to visit, hit me up and I’ll give you the detail. I need grace and guess what, I have more than enough, and you do too.  Off… we go now.

~ by OFF we go now on September 9, 2010.

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