Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Validated

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Every trip to Charleston my mother and I made during and after her kidney transplant involved jockeying for a parking space at a land-locked medical facility. We would pull a ticket from the booth, the gate would rise, and the treasure hunt began. We always paid $3.50 to get out of the garage, but we also had to produce the ticket that had a validated stamp on the back.

I always laughed because in my mind we didn't need a stamped parking ticket to prove our business at the Medical University of South Carolina. After all, my mother had an extra organ, a tender scar, a new diet, and a bag full of new drugs that cost as much as the Louisiana Purchase. And it's true: those drugs expanded her territory to include a whole new frontier, life after kidney failure. That was proof enough for me. Did the guy in that booth really need to see the stamp on the back of that parking ticket? Trust me, we weren't secretly at the mall getting a pedicure.

But there is a need within each of us for validation. Gary Smalley wrote a whole book about it. And where we look for it can be a blessing or a curse. We're supposed to find our fulfillment and our justification in Christ.

But there's always that temptation to jockey for coveted validation elsewhere. Not too long ago, I gave myself permission to feel validated, and I thought I could cross that one off the list, but I find myself revisiting this issue today. I came across this from a man I esteem highly for his knowledge and teaching, after having studied The Truth Project, Dr. Del Tackett. It appears his reflections on Easter this year closely resembled my own, and I confess, it made me proud. I felt validated, but again, it didn't last long. Today, the day after I read Dr. Tackett's thoughts, I'm feeling challenged to realign my need for validation to the stamp that marks Easter itself: nails that pierced two hands and feet and spilled blood over the backside of my life.

Anything else is just a rubber stamp on a parking ticket.


9 comments:

  1. Yeah - no kidding - spent a mint in hospital parking lots. Great metaphor.

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  2. It's so easy for me to fall into the trap of seeking validation outside of Christ. Thanks for the reminder, Dawn.

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  3. straight talk...yes that is where we find our validation and any other accolade we recieve is opportunity to point not at ourselves but to His power...

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  4. A reminder that I needed to read today, thank you! Oh that I would remember to always find my validation in Him and Him alone!

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  5. superb, yes, to not seek validation elsewhere. thank you!

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  6. Validation... yes. This sparks a lot of self-reflection for sure!

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  7. oh friend... i battle this every day. i love what you said about Jesus' nails being the stamp on easter, on our souls, the only stamp that matters. may this resonate deep in all of us, may it change us, make us wholly his. xo

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  8. Ohhh, we do yearn for that validation, don't we? I am working on HIS validation rather than others that fail us. Thank you for sharing!

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  9. That hunger for validation and affirmation has gotten me into so much trouble. I need daily realignments as well. Yeah, hits home.

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