Give me my honor
Give me my due
Give me Give me Give me
I need honor from you.
No I don’t
Never you Mind
I have my honor
I’m done chasing your behind
HiNy moped around the park as she thought about how her friends, Insult and Injury, had just dishonored her in front of all their friends. Insult and Injury were always doing that to people. Insult made HiNy feel bad about herself and Injury broke her heart with his actions.
She tried to do things and say things to make them change their minds about her, but to no avail. She tried to please and prove to them she deserved their honor, but it was like chasing the wind. She kept feeling worse and worse and began badgering herself with her own negative thoughts and their words in her head. Were they right? She thought so and therefore kept chasing after Insult and Injury to give her the honor she felt she was due from them. CHASING...CHASING....CHASING.
As HiNy watched others that day she saw dishonor all around her and it was even more depressing. She saw husbands and wives dishonor each other through infidelity. Children dishonored parents. Siblings dishonored other siblings. Business people dishonored consumers. Political leaders dishonored constituents. One ethnic group dishonored another ethnic group. Friends dishonored friendships. Gossips dishonored character. Spiritual and non-spiritual people dishonored God. Just as she was thinking about God; she ran right smack into God.
God was radiant, magnificent, and full of grandeur. Without thinking she responded, “Glory!” God was also smiling and HiNy grimaced. How could God smile with all this dishonor around? So she asked the question:
“Don’t you feel saddened by the way people dishonor you?” God opened his left hand and HiNy saw riches and honor. God said:
“I possess Honor”
“I possess my own Honor. Honor is simply your value and worth. I possess my own value and worth.”
“Don’t you want people to honor you as well?”
“Sure, but I don’t solicit honor from people. When people recognize it, they automatically honor me in exchange.”
“What about all those people who don’t honor or recognize your worth and value?”
“It doesn’t matter how people dishonor me; it never changes or diminishes what I own.” God opened his left hand again. “I still possess honor”
“I wish I could be like you God.”
“You can. I created everyone with a purpose. God-given purpose IS worth and value. Do you know what your name stands for HiNY?”
“It stands for: Honor Is N You.”
“People can’t steal your God-given honor unless they can get you to believe you don’t possess it. Open your hand HiNy”
HiNy opened her hand and realized she too possessed honor. When she looked back up towards God he had disappeared, but she felt the impact of his lesson. Knowing she possessed honor and didn’t have to solicit it from others… changed her life forever. HiNy remembered the words of King David in the Good Book, “…O Lord my God, You are very great. You have CLOTHED Yourself with …. HONOR.” Psalm 104:1
From that day forward, HiNy clothed herself with her God-given Honor! She began to appreciate all that she was created to BE and others saw it too. Those who recognized her God-given purpose honored her and even Insult and Injury were silenced.
Honor was bestowed upon you from God; who created you with a purpose. Purpose is not so much in the DOING, as it is in the BEING. Therefore, purpose is most often seen in the small, but grand ways of being somebody. Your purpose may be as simple as being a loving or kind person. Or being a good example of a parent or obedient child, or trustworthy friend. Whatever it is, don’t let anyone steal your purpose for being, because it is "YOUR HONOR."
This year decide to stop chasing what you already possess.
OPEN YOUR HAND!
“….In her left hand [and yours] are riches and honor.” Proverbs 3:16
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