not to us

Facebook lists my occupation (or lack thereof), my interests, and it boasts my friend count.

Twitter gives me 140 characters, and it shows off my followers.

Google Analytics tells me how many people visit this blog, how long they stay here, and which posts they read the most.

Feedburner tells me how many people subscribe to this blog and encourages me to put up a public ticker to boast about that number.

That's just online.

My driver's license lists my age, my height, my weight, and whether or not I'm willing to donate my organs to someone else.

My resume boasts my former positions with various companies and organizations, as well as the skills that I believe are profitable.

When I meet someone for the first time, their first question after learning my name is usually, "So, what do you do?"

The pull to find worth and value in these statistics is fierce.

In 2011, I attempted several things.  I failed at nearly all of them.  It's hard to remember that I'm still valuable.  It's even harder to try to figure out why I'm valuable.

I'm not there yet.  I haven't figured it out yet.

But I know that God says I have worth, so I believe it.  And posts like this help me get closer to viewing myself the way He views me.  That's a good thing.