She's a nothing...

I was insulted today.

Oh not just your typical snide remark--this was a full-fledged, jaw-dropping, I-can't-believe-you-just-said-that insult. The comment went something like his:

Unnamed individual: She needs to be more like Heather. She needs to be a nothing.

It might have been an honor if she were referring to my demeanor of humility which I so obviously personify... (Yeah right) But no, this had nothing to do with humility. I might not have minded if she had been referring to my servant's heart, of being willing to be in the background and not receive recognition. No, that wasn't it.

She was simply referring to the fact that during my college years I had been a nobody, a nothing, unassuming, unknown, no position, no recognition.

But the insult wasn't intentional. It was actually funny because she didn't realize what she had said till it was already said.

She's nothing but a zero with the ring rubbed out. A nothing.

So of course, I got to thinking...
And if you think about this wrong, it turns to misery. I am nothing, I am worthless, O wretched worm that I am. I’m not a promoter of building self-esteem, but watch out for the other extreme. Though I must realize that I am nothing, the joy comes when I linger, not on my weakness, but on His strength.

If I am nothing, consider the joy. He is everything.
If I am nothing, consider the responsibility. God has chosen to use this marred vessel.
If I am nothing, consider the privilege. I am redeemed.
If I am nothing, consider the hope. I am being changed into His likeness.
If I am nothing, consider the comfort. In my weakness, He is strong.
If I am nothing, consider the magnitude of the gift. Look what Christ came to save.

I was complimented today.