Isaiah 43:4 MSG

1-4 But now, God’s Message, the God who made you in the first place, Jacob, the One who got you started, Israel: “Don’t be afraid, I’ve redeemed you. I’ve called your name. You’re mine. When you’re in over your head, I’ll be there with you. When you’re in rough waters, you will not go down. When you’re between a rock and a hard place, it won’t be a dead end— Because I am God, your personal God, The Holy of Israel, your Savior. I paid a huge price for you: all of Egypt, with rich Cush and Seba thrown in! That’s how much you mean to me! That’s how much I love you! I’d sell off the whole world to get you back, trade the creation just for you.

The “I” in Me


I guarantee we use this word more times in one day than we even realize. Every time your boss asks you to work a shift, the first thought is, What about me, and my life?

Or your best friend asks for a ride, and all you can grasp out of that whole conversation is,  This is inconveniencing me.

My dad and I used to play this game where anytime I was being spoiled, he would start counting how many times I said  ”me” or “I” or “my” or “mine” in a sentence. He would count until I finally just shut up or apologized for being so selfish.

You see, ladies and gents, we tend to talk about and think about ourselves more than we even think or talk about the closest ones to us! In most conversations, people bring up something they did or they want or they are mad about. 

Think about this. How many times has someone GENUINELY come up to you and asked, 

"How are you doing?"


"How is so-and-so doing?”

We are pushed by society to put ourselves and our comfort first. You never here people say they’re busy because they have to go pick someone up or help someone move or spend time with some people at a nursing home…

What are you saying, Aubrey?

I’m saying that we need to take “us” out of the equation. I didn’t make this post deep today for a reason; I wanted to give you something to consider other than your next clothing choice.

How do we spell “me”, guys? M-e. I don’t think there is an “I” ANYWHERE in that word.

What’s my point? Take the “I” out of me. Take yourself out of the situation. You don’t feel like babysitting your neighbor’s kids? Too bad. That neighbor probably doesn’t feel like single-parenting 2 toddlers while still having a full-time job. You don’t feel like visiting the elderly in a nursing home? Suck it up. Chances are, they never asked to go there in the first place.

This isn’t just for everyone else, I am NO saint. We all need to work on being less about us and more about others. 

And guess what, Christians?? We are commissioned to do this. We ARE servants, therefore, we SERVE OTHERS. NOT ourselves. 

So, next time you don’t want to pick someone up or give something away or do something that you don’t feel comfortable with, when all it will do it help someone else…

Well, think about Jesus. He never asked to die on that cross for YOU.