That’s what my friend, Emily, said to a room full of privileged teens last night. You might be asking yourself why she used the 10 minutes she was given to stress that point. I mean, they are white, self-absorbed kids and on top of that, they are “rich.” I think it is because we all need to hear it. Whether you are a window washer in Pakistan, a housewife in France, or a highschooler in Highland Park, the messages that we hear inside our heads as well as outside is that we aren’t worth it.
…not worth getting the job.
…not worth being invited to an event.
…not worth getting a part in the school play.
…not worth health care that you can’t afford.
…not worth being appreciated for taking care of the kids while your spouse is away at “work.”
…not worth being asked out by a quality guy.
…not worth your parents’ effort to keep the family together.
The list goes on and on.
Here’s the thing: you are worth so much more than all of that. How do I know? Value is determined by the cost someone is willing to pay for something. And the greatest love known to the universe is a love that compels a person to lay down his or her life for another person.
The greatest act of love the world has ever known was directed towards you at the highest cost possible. You are of infinite value and you are loved beyond comprehension. You did nothing to earn it. You can do nothing to lose it. It’s a gift that you merely have to accept.
And that, my friend, is the hardest part.
…but God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.