When I was a teenager, I went through a phase of clumsiness. I couldn’t walk without tripping. I broke a dish every time I washed the dishes (almost daily). I bumped, scraped, and fumbled my way through life. After months of this frustration, being scolded every time something broke. Crying in pain every time I was injured. Feeling like a total failure at basic human functions. I took on a new philosophy.
When something ‘unique’ would happen, I would stand up tall, put my arms in the air (in that oh so famous “Y” stance from the song… you know… Y M C A), and shout, “TA-DA!!”.
Like a magician after his big finale, I would proclaim to the world that I was proud to be me. Look at this special trick I can do! No one on Earth can trip over her own two feet, while standing perfectly still on solid ground, the way I could. No one could break a plate with such flair. I chose to be proud of my finely attuned skill. I was talented!
In the time since this tradition began, my family has come to expect the TA-DA. I will go along, clumsily through life, and as long that phrase is somewhere in the mix, all is well. No one is badly hurt. And Grace has learned a new trick.
In my room, I have a sign that says, “When God made me, He said TA-DA!”. Most people would see this as a cute little concept. BUT to me it means so much more. I was not an accident, or a fumble. God didn’t throw some random scraps, and think “well, I guess this will have to do”. He made me with flair. I am unique! Psalm 139:14 says, “I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well“.
The very wise teachers of Veggie Tales put it like this, “God made you SPECIAL, and He loves you very much!”
AND to make things so much cooler, He keeps remaking me over and over again. “Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has passed away; behold, the new has come.” 2 Corinthians 5:17. I am a continual work in progress. God molds, shapes, and re-creates me all the time. Then he stands proudly and says TA-DA!!
There are times when I feel like a failure. Days when I don’t know what I’m doing, I fumble, I trip and fall right on my face. I open my mouth and say all the wrong things. But that’s when I read my sign. Remember that my Father looks at me and says TA-DA!! He made me special, and He loves me so very much.