I’m officially obsessed with the phrase. All I want to do is tell people about all of the inane, small things that I have mastered so that I can refer to mastering said inane, small things and declare that, “like a boss,” I have mastered them.
On Sunday morning, one of my boss friends preached. She preached like a boss. During part of her talk, she shared this phrase about when she encountered Jesus in a transformative way, for the first time. It’s stuck with me ever since.
“All I knew is that I felt called to be loved.” @stef_crabtree
I was instantly transported to when I first truly met (or understood that I had met–or truly had opened my heart to meet) the Risen Christ and all of the emotions that overtook me on that fateful night in November 1993. I was sitting in a hallway in the school across the street, where I was on a retreat designed to introduce teenagers to what it really means to be a follower of Christ. On that Saturday night, we were each given a bag of letters from friends and family that all talked about the love that God has for us as individuals. I sat reading them, not really getting it, when I looked up and saw one of the stars of our baseball team reading his letters about 30 feet away from me. He was crying. I distinctly remember thinking to myself, “Maybe I should read these a little more closely.”
After two or three more letters, I finally got it. The God of the universe loves me. Me—the zitty, never-had-a-girlfriend-for-more-than-6-hours, insecure, budding JV tennis star. God—the supreme being whom I decided to write off because my life wasn’t going the way I wanted it to go.
I was a bigger mess than my friend and I started reading the letters in an entirely new light.
My life hasn’t been the same since. From that night on, Jesus has ruined my life in ways I could never have imagined. (That’s a discussion for another post. “Jesus ruined my life” phrasing courteous of Shane Claiborne.) The Christ ruined my life with unconditional love, the kind that transforms your world into something you didn’t expect.
That’s the calling God has placed on each of us. We are called to be loved. It’s our fundamental identity. I’ve been truly obsessed with this idea for the past 18 years. My identity is that I am called to be loved by The Christ of Nazareth. Called to be loved by God the Almighty.
I am loved like a boss, and this is something that I can’t master: being loved by Jesus the Christ. He’s the one who loves me more fully and perfectly than I’ll ever be able to wrap my head around. I’m thankful for this because, when it comes down to it, I’m not really boss at anything comparable to that.