We are builders by nature,
even when it comes to the self. We are
always, it seems, trying to build a life, a career, or a reputation—trying to make
a name for ourselves—when who we are has already been whispered into us before
the foundations of the world. We just
need to find out who that is and be that.
A dear friend once said, “I think I’ve been asking the wrong question
most of my life. I’ve been asking, ‘God,
what do you want me to do?’ when I should have been asking, ‘God, who do you
want me to be, and help me to do whatever helps me to be that.’”
That’s where this Psalm
comes in. It is a reminder from God
about the order and essence of real life.
Whenever we start building (even a self to be), our labor will most
likely be in vain. The true self is
God-built. We just need to discover who
that is and what that looks like in the world.
When we start trying to make something of ourselves, we just end
up creating layer upon layer of falseness, “putting on coats against the cold”
as Frederick Buechner once called it.
And that is the definition of toil—laboring in vain.
Give me the wisdom, O Lord,
to know the difference—this day and every day—between who you truly made me to
be and what I have merely tried to manufacture as a result of my own fears and
insecurities.
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