Chopped Liver?
On Sunday, I wrote down Use Your Words! in my notes. I was thinking about the last post – Backpacking and how I always feel like I have said a lot. I think the images, songs and pictures speak volumes. Sometimes even the words I use do not say everything. Chopped liver are two words that I have been aware of hearing in my head a lot lately. I guess I heard it growing up – but basically if you have heard it used as an expression it may sound like: “What am I? Chopped Liver?”
I googled it recently and Wikipedia defines it as “frustration or anger at being ignored on a social level” or “to express a feeling of being overlooked, as a ‘side dish’ “… The Merriam Webster dictionary gets a little closer with “one that is insignificant or not worth considering”.
I don’t say it out loud typically. I just think it.
I think it when I walk into a room and the conversation shifts, or eyes dart. I think it when a comment is made that I can replay over and over until I am convinced it was hurtful. I think it when I feel dismissed or left out. I think it when someone says I am so lucky to have my husband or anyone else in my life. I think it often, and I realize it now. *Disclaimer – I am lucky to have my husband in my life. He cleans, does laundry, vacuums, etc…so I will hear often…you are so lucky and I think – what am I chopped liver?? Does anyone tell him that he’s lucky? Oh, my brain.
That last post….. the Backpacking. Those big heavy backpacks – they are chopped liver. All that stuff – that makes me feel insignificant, unworthy, unloveable, – side dish. That is chopped liver. That big heavy backpack that has been so heavy for so long…. it is finally getting lighter because:
I AM NOT CHOPPED LIVER – and you are not either.
I pay attention now when that thought comes to mind. I have to remind myself of the truth – I am not chopped liver.
Chopped liver: Adjusting, questioning or evaluating who you are based on another person’s attitude, speech or demeanor regardless of their intentions. It typically kicks into high gear when the backpack is in the front and heavy. When the backpack is in its proper position (with some pink of course!) and your head is high and focused on Christ….then you know you are not chopped liver and when those moments occur you ground yourself in the truth of who you are in Christ no matter what! It doesn’t matter what their intentions are – you recall who you are in Christ and you do what he has called you to do.
It does not matter what other people think, say or do. I am not chopped liver. I try not to think “What am I? Chopped liver?” And instead say – this feels like chopped liver but I am the apple of His eye. He is my shield. He hides me in the shadow of His wing. He chose me. He rescued me. He is with me always. I am not alone. I am not green. I am not chopped liver. I am a daughter of the King! I am His Princess – and oh, how I need Him!
Thank you for sharing this post. Hiding the truth of Jesus in our hearts helps to counter the lies of the enemy…..We are deeply loved, redeemed, forgiven and marked as His… No power of hell can snatch us from His hands. Applying these truths in moments of insecurities sends the devil running from us. The more we practice this with God's help, the less frequent the enemy's lies will impact us……