"You Don't Love Me. You Love My Accomplishments"

Studying this week’s Sabbath School lesson, on the humility of the wise, reminded me of a conversation I had, during fellowship dinner in a church I spoke in. A mother told me she was always pushing her daughter to do her best, and win awards and honor roll certificates. She would brag about how wonderful her daughter was doing in school and sports and so forth, until one day when the girl was 15 and told her mother,

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“You don’t love me. You love my accomplishments.”

The mother told me it felt like a slap in the face! Of course it was not true (I suppose), but the mother suddenly saw how her daughter came to that conclusion. There is a difference between teaching a child to do her best, and teaching her to be better than everyone else. I like what a young person shared on Facebook a while back.

“I don’t want to be better than anyone. I just want to be better than I was yesterday.”

The end of this Sunday’s lesson has a very profound statement.

You have to feel sorry for people who boast (usually it’s a cover for insecurities anyway); it shows just how self-deceived and ignorant they really are.

Could it be that the mother was living vicariously through her daughter, trying to make up for her own failures? Who knows? I am no psychologist, but I think we all need acceptance. But I don’t want to over-analyze things. Plenty of people go to universities and get advanced degrees simply to learn how to do their jobs and help others. It’s as simple as that. Yet others do it to demonstrate how smart or superior they are. The latter are just clamoring for acceptance. Some become popular because they genuinely care for people, while others work hard to become popular to prove their worth. Others try to demonstrate their worth by accumulating possessions or church offices.

It’s sad that so many people spend all their time and effort to battle their way to the top of the hill so they can be accepted when all along, Jesus has already, “made us accepted in the beloved.” (Ephesians 1:6 NKJV) The wise know that they are already accepted in Christ, and they have no need to demonstrate their superiority to anyone.

When we accept the love God has for us we no longer feel compelled to be better than anybody else. Our goal is not worldly rank or status. It is intimacy with Christ. We don’t feel compelled to do better than others in order to be accepted, but we want to be the best we can be by God’s grace and power because we love God for accepting us no matter what.

This Sunday’s lesson asked the question, “Who do you think you are?” I have learned not to get too excited when I do well, and not to be too dejected when I fail, because at the end of the day, either way, I’m still just me. I wrote this poem a while back, which answers the question in Sunday’s lesson for me.

It’s Just me

I’ve been chauffeured in the back seat of a Cadillac.
I’ve been behind the wheel of an old Volkswagen Beetle.
I’ve eaten in fancy restaurants with all my friends.
I’ve eaten peanut butter and jelly sandwiches all alone.
But all in all I’m just me, it’s just me.

I’ve laughed out loud with the rest of the crowd.
I’ve cried alone where no one else could hear.
I’ve been in first place at the end of a race.
I’ve been so far behind, when will this game just end?
But after all is said and done, I’m just me, it’s just me.

I preached sermons that have moved congregations to tears.
I have preached sermons that have lulled congregations to sleep!
My friends have given me too much praise for a human being.
My adversaries have given me too much criticism, give me a break!
But at the end of it all, I’m just me; it’s just me.

Into every life a little rain and sunshine must fall.
Sometimes I feel small, and other times I feel tall.
I’m no more a person when I do well.
I’m no less a person when I fail.
But either way, I’m just me; it’s just me.

So don’t think that I am perfect all of the time.
Surely you don’t expect all my poems to rhyme.
I often succeed, but I also fail time and again.
Please don’t praise or condemn, just be my friend.
Because win or lose, I’m just me, it’s just me.

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“You Don’t Love Me. You Love My Accomplishments” — 7 Comments

Paul Blanke on March 19, 2015 at 3:43 pm said:

William I like your poem. It says a lot of about the character that each of us form over the years. Our society insists that we evaluate success on basis of winning. I thought about professional athletes that boasting is a major part of their vocabulary. It shows the lack
of anything meaningful, like Jesus and His example of living, in their lives. Sadly it is evident in many that are not professional athletes also. Pride comes in many colors, shapes and sizes. Humility however, can not be mistaken for Pride.

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- Jane Sirignano on March 19, 2015 at 5:12 pm said:
  
  Paul,
  
  I agree about the poem! I loved reading it and am still thinking about it. I also like the title of the post because it is something that happens often between parents and children.
  
  Besides the Bible verses William mentioned, I also like, "The Lord has appeared of old to me, saying, "I have loved you with an everlasting love; Therefore with Loving kindness I have drawn you." Jeremiah 31:3. God's unconditional love gives us hope, security, and a true self worth. It is because of this love I have a different opinion of myself. The love of God draws us to Him. This has been a favorite Bible verse since I first became a Christian. So no matter what happened to me, I would remember this verse.
  
  I also like, "I will betroth you to Me forever, Yes, I will betroth you to Me in righteousness and justice, In lovingkindness and mercy; I will betroth you to Me in faithfulness and you shall know the Lord. "Hosea 2:19, 20. These verses are an encouragement, so it doesn't matter so much, how other people treat me.
  
  Thanks William for another great post.
  
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Daniel Musyoka on March 19, 2015 at 10:50 pm said:

Jesus commended the poor widow not because she gave the least amount but because she was confident and humble enough to give all she had. The rich did well to give their portions but Jesus, who reads our hearts, reserved special praise for the woman who gave so little with complete honesty.

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- Elaine Pugh on March 20, 2015 at 9:42 am said:
  
  I believe it was the gratitude in the heart of the widow that humbled her, and to be able to give only increased her gratitude and her humility. As gratitude grows, humility deepens, and the growing realization and awareness of God's blessings causes an eruption of joy that dominates who we become. Then life is not about the trials, it's all about the Savior's love that enables whatever is needed to overcome them. It's not about how much, or any form of comparison, simply about the boundless love that flows from God for the likes of us pitiful children who live in a hopeless world were it not for Him.
  
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John Gilmore on March 20, 2015 at 8:09 am said:

I like that facebook comment. Yes, to be better than I was yesterday, would be good. To be like Jesus, would be best.

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Regina Forman on March 24, 2015 at 4:44 pm said:

I like the facebook comment and the poem. It speaks to me in a loving way just as Jesus speaks to me when I am feeling afraid or alone. Thanks for sharing thoses words of encouragement. I have grown so much spiritually since joining this blog. Thank you Jesus and the team that implemented this sabbath lesson study method.

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Marie Babona on March 24, 2015 at 8:56 pm said:

I love the Adventist church and its teaching. I have been tremendously blessed by the lesson on wisdom this quarter. May God continue to bless those who work so hard to prepare these lessons. Thank you so much.

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