"I need your voice..."

Usually, the idea of being needed is not a pleasant thought in my mind. As a wife and mother of four with many other hats, I'm usually pulled in many directions at the same time, and sometimes I'm not too happy about it. I often feel like an octopus whose legs are being pulled in 8 directions. I have people stacked two or three deep just outside my personal bubble, and sometimes one in my lap as well for much of the day.

I felt much that way the other day when someone approached me in the hallway and said,

"Leslie needs your voice. She sent me to tell you."

It was one of those situations where I had obligations in one place, and desires in two others concurrently. I was committed to help in the children's department, if needed, I wanted to go the prayer meeting I hadn't been able to get to for a number of reasons, and then there was the little matter of choir, as well. It was a little different this time, though. You'd have to understand Leslie to get it. Leslie is, well, amazing. She's talented, funny, quirky, surprising in every way and a lot of other adjectives that haven't been invented yet. She has the power to make you feel really special with her smile. Hmm... not the usual tug I'm used to. I thought, "Leslie needs my voice? I didn't know she liked it. I feel special. What should I do? I mean, it's Leslie and not just anyone...."

And there is the other end of the spectrum to consider. As my husband reminds me, there are worse things than being needed. Like not being needed, for example. Nothing can grate on a person like being in a state of uselessness. It sinks in and gnaws at your soul like rats on leftover garbage. Don't believe me? Just ask any active, productive Type A personality whose been laid off, hospitalized, divorced, widowed, or any other number of conditions that render us unfit for the activities we used to enjoy. Ask the retired person whose exercise consists of walking to the mailbox and back everyday. Ask the couple who has struggled with infertility. Ask the one who has struggled with depression. Ask the grieving. Ask the single man or woman. Ask anyone who is trying to reconcile the dreams they once had for their lives with the reality of the today that doesn't quite live up to what they expected of God. Sometimes, I look at my life and think "What is wrong with me and what did I do to deserve this?"

If you're hurting like one of these, I have some news for you. Neither God's love nor God's power is made any less by your circumstances. Ephesians 2:10 says: "For we are God's workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do."

You are God's art work -- his special creation. You were created to do good things, and God went before you, preparing the way! God has allowed you to be in exactly the situation you are in. In fact, he has made you an ambassador to the people who are around you, right here and now.

And God is completely amazing. He can send chills up my spine with a sensational waterfall or a melted red crayon sunset. There aren't enough adjectives to describe him. Are you delighted that the Almighty Creator of the distant galaxies has also crafted you, made a way for you, has a purpose just for you, that only you can carry out? He delights in your prayers, counts your tears, and desires nothing more than to be with you for all eternity.

There are hurting people all around you who need to hear that message, too.

God needs your voice. He sent me to tell you.