I Don’t Think Anyone Has It Figured Out
I don’t think anyone has it figured out.
Some may look like they do. Some talk like they do. Some may build platforms or ministries or reputations on the idea that they do. But the truth is, the more I walk with Jesus, the more I realize how much we are all learning. Nobody graduates from grace. Nobody moves past the cross. Nobody climbs the ladder to sit on some throne of understanding.
In the Kingdom, there are no pedestals. Only altars.
And the moment we start acting like we have arrived, we’re already deceived. We are not in a hierarchy. We are in a family. And in a family, some may be further along, some may be just getting started, but we all belong to the same Father. We are not competing for position. We are not earning a crown. We are following a King who washed feet and bled for rebels.
There is no tier system in the Kingdom. There is no spiritual elite. There are just sons and daughters being transformed by grace. That means the man who just got set free from addiction last night is just as much a son as the one who has preached for forty years. That means the woman still wrestling with doubt is just as beloved as the one who just finished a forty day fast.
The only “ranking” in the Kingdom is how deeply someone has let themselves be loved.
We have confused leadership with elevation. We have confused influence with favor. We have confused gifting with maturity. But Heaven is not impressed with our resumes. Heaven is moved by surrender.
I see people chase after anointing like it is something to acquire, to conquer, to master. But anointing does not come from ambition. It flows from abiding. It comes from knowing Him, not performing for Him. And the ones who walk in the deepest power are usually the ones who have been through the deepest surrender. They do not speak as experts. They speak as witnesses.
I am convinced that the greatest men and women in the Kingdom are not the ones on the stages. They are not the ones with the most followers or the loudest voices. They are the ones who pray in secret, who cry in the night, who burn when no one is watching. They are the ones who know the weight of mercy, who carry the fragrance of brokenness, who have nothing left to prove.
We are not in a race to beat each other. We are on a journey to know Him.
And on this journey, some are further down the trail. Not better. Not higher. Just further. They have seen more. Been through more. Trusted more. But they are not above the ones behind them. In fact, the further down the trail they go, the more they should look behind and reach out their hand. That is the way of the Kingdom.
Jesus told His disciples, if you want to be the greatest, become the least. If you want to lead, serve. If you want to be first, be willing to be last. The Kingdom does not rise by domination. It lowers itself in love. It does not climb. It descends.
When we look at people and start thinking they are superior, we are already off course. And when we look at ourselves and think we are superior, we are blind.
Grace is not partial. Grace does not respect titles. Grace does not play favorites. The same blood was poured out for the thief on the cross as it was for John the Beloved.
That is why I do not think anyone has it figured out. Because if they did, they would not look so polished. They would look undone. They would look like the woman at Jesus’ feet, washing His feet with her tears. They would look like the blind man who just got healed and still has mud on his face but cannot stop shouting. They would look like children.
Jesus said only the childlike enter the Kingdom. Not the professional. Not the scholar. Not the impressive. The child.
Children do not worry about status. They are not trying to prove themselves. They are just fascinated. They are just trusting. That is what grace does. It brings us back to wonder. It pulls us out of performance. It silences the voice that says we have to figure it all out before we are accepted.
If the requirement for belonging in the Kingdom was having all the answers, none of us would get in.
But grace does not require perfection. It only requires surrender.
I used to think God loved the strong ones more. The ones who seemed unshakable. The ones who spoke with fire and looked like they never doubted. But I was wrong.
He loves the weak. He loves the limping. He loves the confused. He loves the ones who keep showing up, even when they do not understand.
He loves the sons who stay in the house and He loves the ones who run away and smell like pigs.
He runs after both.
That is grace.
And if we are not careful, we will start building kingdoms inside the Kingdom. We will start creating hierarchies based on knowledge or experience or exposure. But the Kingdom of God is not about building our own castles. It is about laying our crowns down.
We are not CEOs. We are servants. We are not bosses. We are brothers. We are not higher or lower. We are just in different parts of the story.
So maybe it is time to stop acting like we know it all. Maybe it is time to stop pretending. Maybe it is time to confess that we are still learning. That we still need grace. That we still mess up. That we are still figuring it out.
And maybe in that confession, we will find freedom.
Because God never asked us to be experts. He asked us to follow Him.
I have met people who could quote entire books of the Bible but lacked love. And I have met people who barely knew how to pray but carried more of God’s presence than a thousand sermons ever could.
That is grace.
We do not earn this. We receive it. And the moment we stop receiving, we start striving.
Some of the people who are furthest down the trail are not the loudest. They are not always noticed. But they walk with Jesus. You can feel it. You can see it. Not because they make a show of it, but because they carry peace. They carry humility. They carry honor. They walk with limp and fire at the same time.
You want to know how to find someone who has been with Jesus? Look for someone who knows they are still desperate.
That is what grace produces. Not arrogance. Not entitlement. But dependence.
So here is what I am saying. If you feel behind, you are not. If you feel disqualified, you are not. If you feel unworthy, grace says come anyway. You do not have to figure it all out. You do not have to get it all right. You just have to trust the One who is leading.
Some are further down the trail. And that is good. Learn from them. Honor them. But do not idolize them. Do not think they are more loved. Do not think they are more chosen.
We all got here the same way. By blood.
No one has it figured out. And the ones who act like they do probably have the most to learn.
The goal is not mastery. The goal is union.
So take a deep breath. Stop comparing your journey. You are not behind. You are not late. You are not less than. You are being led.
And the One who is leading you has never failed.
This is not about being the best. This is about being His.
And that is more than enough.
Grace wins. Every time.
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