Attributes & What We're Made For

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I'm not very good at MANY things.

But I am good at some. We all have some natural gifts or a natural spirit about us endowed by God. Some I have noticed are my responsibility are:

* Obedience
* Follower
* Moldable

These strengths are frequently talked of in pop culture as great weaknesses. Perhaps we are similar, and have allowed this to get us down at times. But upon remembering where the strength in these gifts lie, those fears are dispelled. The strength isn't in the person themselves, but in the master they serve. The master brings about the fruits of the labor performed. The master leads, directs, instructs, trains their servant to what they would have them be. So if the master we choose is the world, yes these attributes would be weaknesses indeed. But when the master is the Father of our soul, our Heavenly Father, who is constant and unchanging, who works all things for our good, we have all reason to hope and none to fear. We can walk through the storm on the water unbothered and with surity in our footsteps. To follow God is strength. To obey God is virtue. To be molded by God is humility. When we check what god we are serving, and verify it is the true and living God, our weaknesses become strengths.

What are some of your natural qualities or ways of being? Make a list. Then look at each quality and remember God didn't send you here to be someone you're not. He sent you here to be you, and when HE is your master you will be the best you possible. Thank Heavenly Father for those qualities. Write next to each attribute and quality how it is a strength when yoked with Christ. You just might begin to see a glimpse of what God sees in you, and be willing to start on the path to becoming all you were meant to be. Your true self, actualized, through Christ.

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