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It isn't a complex word by any means, but for some reason, this word weighs heavy on one's heart. We may use it in simple terms such as, "is that new movie worth going to see it in the theatre? " or "how much do you think this antique-one-of-a-kind Saved by the Bell thermos is worth?" More often though, that word is used to describe one's life.

I work in youth ministry so this question is often brought up. So many of my students will sit across a cafe table with me with their favorite coffee drink  in hand and tears in their eyes as they say, "I just want to know my life is worth something." It's heartbreaking for me to see that sense of emptiness and wonder inside of them. For them to even question if they're worth something makes me realize how messed up our world truly can be. Things we find praiseworthy or worth reporting are things such as celebrity breakdowns, when so-and -so hooked up, who wore it best, and other pointless bits of garbage. No wonder my students ask if their life is worth anything. The world says their life isn't.

The last few months, my role at work has slowly being changing and I have moved more into a "spotlight" sort of role. With this new found responsibility and all these eyes on me, this word "worthy" keeps being brought to mind. In this line of work it sadly is so easy to get cocky, puff up our chests, and take the credit from the One who deserves it all. I can so quickly say, "yes, well look at how much of an example I am!" It's pretty sickening actually. Because I have thought that. I still do occasionally if I'm being honest with myself.

It was tonight though when I was spending some much needed time with God that I came across the word "worthy" again:
"I urge you to live a life worthy of the calling you have received" Ephesians 4:1b

BOOM. Hey God, I get it. I've been slacking.

I want to live a life that is worth something. And not so my students will give me high fives or post on my Facebook wall about how "great" I am. I want to live a life worthy of something because there so much in our world that isn't worth it. There is so much we put all our effort and time into when it just isn't worth it in the end. I know that when I walk in a manner that is worthy of Him, it's the best place to be. So I live this way because I want to honor Him, love Him, and serve Him better.

For my students, I want them to live this way, but more importantly, know their life IS worth something. It is worth something so much that someone once died for them just to prove it. When everyone or everything seems to tell them otherwise, I want a voice of reason to come in and tell them they're worthy.

And someday I hope to be able to stand in front of Christ and ask, "Did I live a life worth something?" and He'll be able to say, "Yes. Yes you did because you lived for me."

Worth. It's all about when you find it and where you put it.


**I found this picture to be amusing and really not the point I was going for.....


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