I am not an eloquent speaker.
I am not a wonderful singer.
[among other things]
And normally, I’m pretty self-conscious about doing these things in front of other people. But in college, I learned that, when it comes to praising God, to worshiping, to praying, it shouldn’t matter what I say, what I sound like to other people.
I am not doing it for them.
I am doing it for Him.
And He tells me not to compare my prayers and my voice to other people. Because He knows the heart behind them. Eventually, I mostly got over being self-conscious about these things as I constantly reminded myself that no one was judging me, and even if they are, who cares. What do their opinions mean in the long run?
But last week, someone made fun of a prayer I said. And it hurt. It wasn’t for them. What place are they in that they get to judge me and my interactions with my Father? Yeah, I may be praying out loud in front of you, but that gives you no right to tell me what I’m saying isn’t good enough, isn’t right.
This verse runs through my head often in these situations. Now may I only take it to heart and remember when I need to remember.
Am I now trying to win the approval of men, or of God? Or am I trying to please men? If I were still trying to please men, I would not be a servant of Christ. (Galatians 1:10)
I am enough for Him just the way I am.