05/30/2022
I spent years of my life thinking that God didn’t give me any gifts.
I can’t sing, can’t dance, I’m not artistic, or creative. I’m not good at public speaking, I’m not a thoughtful gift-giver. I don’t have great fashion sense, I’m not athletic…you can see how comparison might make me feel like I didn’t get any gifts when I look at others.
But I’ve learned recently that God gives everyone unique gifts. You, me, everyone.
Twelve months after having brain surgery, I went in for my routine check-up. I took with me two thank-you letters, one for each of my surgeons. Just a little note of thanks for saving my life, no big deal.
All joking aside, I wrote how I had been spending my time in the last year after recovering from surgery. Things like having birthday parties for my kids and husband, going skiing, hiking, tucking in my kids at night, helping teach CCD at our church. Big things and little things.
I also told them that I pray for them every day, still. That I thank God for their skilled hands and incredible minds.
I gave my letter to the surgeon that I saw, and asked him to give the other letter to my other surgeon, his colleague.
A few days later, my phone rang. It was the surgeon that I didn’t see in person at my appointment. I’ve told you all before how awesome my surgeons are, right?
He said he wanted to thank me for the letter. He told me it really made him think about how he spends his time when he’s not at the hospital working. He shared that him and his wife had just had their first baby and how fun it was to be parents. And how important it is to him to spend time with them doing the things they love together.
It made me stop and think—there have been times over the last few years where I have thought that I needed to be doing “more important” work. “Bigger” things. Making “more of a difference” in the world.
But here’s a guy who LITERALLY saves lives. A guy whose gifts are his incredibly skilled hands and insanely smart mind. And he was thinking about doing more of what I do—sharing the gift of time and love with our families.
I’ve been dedicating my time for the last nineteen months pouring into the next generation—my kids. I hope to point my kids, my family, church, and friends, to Jesus.
The conversation made me realize that we both, we ALL, have unique, amazing gifts and talents that God gave us.
So don’t compare. And don’t despair—I promise you have gifts from God too. They might just be different than what the world classifies as “gifts.”
Shared with permission from Michaela Gasseling