I remember going to the ballet as a kid and being in awe of the talented dancers. Oh, how I wanted to move gracefully like that. When I was about nine, I started weekly ballet lessons – which wasn’t often enough to become proficient. After a pre-puberty growth spurt at about age eleven, I became all arms and legs and taller than the boys. This made it hard to imagine being lifted into the air by a charming prince in tights. Fortunately, my ballet career ended before I ever experienced the embarrassment of tripping over myself and knocking over a delicate, petite, real dancer.
Not Quite a Concert Pianist Either
I went on to develop skills and talents in other areas that didn’t require the excessive use of major muscle groups. None of my talents ever reached the level of mastery – I’m sort of a jack-of-all-trades-but-a-master-of-none type. For example, I play the piano “okay” enough to play occasionally in church and for a spattering of weddings and funerals, but no one would pay big bucks to come see me play in my own concert. My unremarkable clarinet skills are enough to allow me to play in a symphonic band – certainly not first chair – but a little practice might help move me out of last. My talent in the area of music only goes so far.
That’s how it is with gifts and talents – some are masters and some are painfully average. But we do our best with what we have and can honor God whether we are masterful or mediocre.
We All Have Talents Just Waiting to be Explored
I’m thankful for the God given talents that I have discovered in my life so far, and I look forward to new talents just waiting to be explored. Even though I still secretly dream of pirouetting through an open field with a sheer piece of fabric billowing behind me (that I’m sure I would get wound up in it and fall on my face) – I have to admit that if I tried that at the age of 44… well…I just might hurt something.
Each of you should use whatever gift you have received to serve others, as faithful stewards of God’s grace in its various forms. ~1 Peter 4:10
Yolanda DeLoach is a member of Wesley UMC and through her writing, tries to remind herself to keep life light.