She shook her head as people frantically hurried toward the VIP line. Not to judge a book by its cover, but some of them looked like “VIP’s” and some didn’t. She recoiled inwardly as she thought about what VIP stood for, very important person.
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Just a couple weeks after flying home from filming Living Forgiven & Forgiving ©, I decided to give a call to an undisclosed person, I’ll say, to try and reconnect and catch up. This person is difficult to get close to, but I continue to try and build the bridge, let’s say.
It was after I hung up with this person that I realized why I usually hesitate to reach out: their words always involved their accomplishments, but this time, they included status. They were so excited to now be part of the million-mile club…for life; therefore, being treated as a VIP! Oh, but that wasn’t all. Not only were they considered a VIP on the plane, “which means I get to be the first one on that plane,” they added, now they had lifetime VIP status at a hotel chain! In other words, every time they travelled, that hole in the heart would be filled…at least temporarily.
When we hung up, I felt a mixture of emotions: sad, because this person was trying to fill that VIC hole with VIP status versus allowing themselves to be a VIC (Very important child [of God]) and allowing God to be the VIP (Very important parent)!
Humility washed over me as well as I thought: haven’t I done the same all those years before allowing God to be my Abba Daddy? So full of myself I couldn’t see how empty I really was?
Friend, we are all VICs, very important children to our Heavenly Father, and when we really accept that “title,” no other status really matters. 😊