Today is my city’s Luck-y day.
(Look, the next 12-15 years are going to be filled with bad Luck puns – see there’s another one right there – I’m not missing out).
With the first pick in the 2012 NFL draft, the Indianapolis Colts will choose Andrew Luck, quarterback out of Stanford University. The most highly touted QB prospect in a generation, and soon to be heir to one of the greatest quarterbacks to ever play professional football.
I know he’s uber calm, GQ cool (especially now that he’s shaved that neck beard), a great interview, and comes off like he was manufactured in a lab for this moment. But you’ve got to think (assuming he’s actually human) there are little beads of sweat testing the durability of his Degree underarm deodorant.
Come on, he’s replacing Peyton freakin’ Manning!
The comparisons must be terrifying, even though no one on planet earth could be more tangibly qualified to fill the role. The whole world is watching.
You’re not going #1 in the NFL draft (trust me, I checked), but I bet you’re living with some fearful comparisons and questionable qualifications in your own life, too. Wondering if you’re good enough. If you can fill the shoes. If you’ve got what it takes.
If you’re qualified.
At your job. As a leader. As a mentor. With your family.
My dad is the Peyton Manning of fathers. Not perfect (you remember that pick 6 in the ’09 SuperBowl, right?), but he’ll hoist his own version of the Lombardi Trophy when all is said and done (and don’t worry dad, not all is close to being said or done).
He’s a true patriarch. A loving anchor. Our go-to. Decisive. Courageous. A problem solver. A resource broker. A man who inspires confidence and comfort even when he may not be feeling it inside himself.
A lot of people fear becoming their father. I fear I’ll never be qualified to become mine.
Yesterday, my friend Danny shared a powerful and encouraging passage with me on this very subject (which I think also qualifies as the longest run-on sentence in Scripture, but stick with me), and maybe it will encourage you, too.
“We continually ask God to fill you with the knowledge of his will through all the wisdom and understanding THAT THE SPIRIT GIVES, so that you may live a life worthy of the Lord and please him in every way: bearing fruit in every good work, growing in the knowledge of God, being strengthened with all power according to his glorious might so that you may have great endurance and patience, and giving joyful thanks to the Father, WHO HAS QUALIFIED YOU to share in the inheritance of his holy people in the kingdom of light.”
–Colossians 1:9-12 NIV (emphasis mine)
Here’s the great news: YOU’RE NOT QUALIFIED!
At least not by your own gifts and abilities. Your talent, wit, wisdom, decisiveness, resourcefulness–your ability to read defenses or throw a ball 80 yards in the air.
The Father has qualified you! If you can find the courage and humility to lean into Him today. That’s some pretty amazing news no matter who’s shoes you have to fill.
Let’s be honest now. Do you ever feel unqualified?