I sometimes consider life to be like a pageant. Pretentious, competitive and an arduous battle.
People tend to go out of their way to impress the judges; to win the coveted crown and title. Some turn to sabotaging their opposition and engage in immoral activities all to prove their worthiness. The irony of it all is that those competing are completely different yet so badly want the same thing.
Some contestants are insecure and you watch them mimicking others’ behaviour. The overly confident ones are like that because they are compensating for their insecurities.
Life is suddenly a complete juxtaposition of seeking ephemeral reward versus gaining eternal fulfilment.
The thing about pageants is that the judges seek a match for certain criteria and they will continuously tell you what you’re doing wrong instead of celebrating your strengths and affirming what you are doing right.
The saddest part is that we wilfully participate in these competitions because we want to stand out, because we are told that we belong to a certain mould or because we do not want to be rejected by society.
The danger about seeking approval from society is that you will never win. Being a loser goes against God’s word of saying you are victorious and more than a conqueror. How do you dominate and become fruitful with a defeated mentality?
The meaning of life is to give life meaning. When God asks you to go, you cannot be waiting for anyone else’s approval before you act. God will use you as He created you, remembering the fact that you are made in His perfect image. God will give you experiences (bearable others not) that will shape you, humble you and make you complete.
God has handpicked you. He has made you the head and not the tail, above and not beneath. He has bestowed upon you a crown of splendour that no pageant title can ever award.
Relish in that, because you already are a royal priesthood and a chosen generation!