“Average” is what the failures claim to be when their family and friends ask them why they are not more successful.
“Average” is the top of the bottom, the best of the worst, the bottom of the top, the worst of the best. Which of these are you?
“Average” means being run-of-the-mill, mediocre, insignificant, an also-ran, a nonentity.
Being “average” is the lazy person’s cop-out; it’s lacking the guts to take a stand in life; it’s living by default.
Being “average” is to take up space for no purpose; to take the trip through life, but never to pay the fare; to return no interest for God’s investment in you.
Being “average” is to pass one’s life away with time, rather than to pass one’s time away with life; it’s to kill time, rather than to work it to death.
To be “average” is to be forgotten once you pass from this life. The successful are remembered for their contributions; the failures are remembered because they tried; but the “average,” the silent majority, is just forgotten.
To be “average” is to commit the greatest crime one can against one’s self, humanity, and one’s God.
The saddest epitaph is this: “Here lies Mr. and Ms. Average — here lies the remains of what might have been, except for their belief that they were only “average.”
— Edmund Gaudet
Reading Gaudet’s words is uncomfortable — and that is precisely the point. Average is not about ability; it is about choice. It is the decision to shrink back when courage is required, to silence creativity when it longs to speak, to coast when God calls us to walk with purpose.
What pierced me most is the truth that average wastes God’s investment. Each of us carries unique gifts, stories, and opportunities entrusted by Him — not to be buried, but multiplied. Playing small doesn’t protect us; it robs both us and those we were meant to touch.
I cannot help but remember the years when I felt silenced, disconnected, and unseen. For so long, I settled into the background, believing the lie that I was ordinary — nothing special, nothing remarkable. Yet, deep within, God had already sown seeds of creativity and healing, waiting for their moment to break through.
Rediscovering my creative voice was never about proving I was better than average; it was about realising that God never designed me for mediocrity. He placed in my hands brushes, words, songs, and stories — keys of healing, each carrying the fingerprints of creativity. Every time I dared to sing, paint, write, dance, or speak, I was not just creating; I was choosing life over average.
Faith has taught me that to play small is to dim the light God entrusted me with. To remain average would have been to bury my gifts, yet He called me to let them shine — not perfectly, but boldly, honestly, and with love.
The world tempts us to settle: to blend in, to play it safe, to live average. But average is not God’s design for you. You were created in His image, fearfully and wonderfully made, entrusted with gifts only you can bring into this world.
He does not ask for perfection; He asks for faithfulness. Even your smallest offering, surrendered to Him, can be multiplied for eternal impact.
Even failure, when it comes from trying, can echo with meaning. But choosing average leaves no echo at all. That is the saddest epitaph: what might have been. Failures are remembered because they dared to try. The faithful are remembered for how they loved. But the average fade into silence.
You are not average. In Christ, you are chosen, beloved, and anointed to shine.
When you create, when you serve, when you love courageously — you are living the abundant life Jesus promised. Not safe, not mediocre, but purposeful, radiant, and overflowing.
So the question becomes deeply personal: Am I living in a way that leaves behind only safe sameness, or am I daring to create, love, risk, and shine — even imperfectly — so that God’s investment in me grows and blesses others?🤔
My creative journey is my testimony: I am not average.
📖 “For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand that we should walk in them.” — Ephesians 2:10 (NKJV)
Even in my brokenness, He uses golden seams of grace to turn my story into something that speaks life.
And so I keep creating — not to be remembered, but to reflect Him. Each brushstroke, each devotion, each gathering becomes my way of saying: I refuse to settle for average. I choose to live poured out.
💡Reflection:
Where have I settled for “average” in my faith, creativity, or relationships?🤔
What gifts has God entrusted to me that I need to bring forward again?🤔
How can I step into His abundance today instead of playing small?🤔
Prayer
Lord, thank You that I am not average in Your eyes. You have created me with purpose and filled me with Your Spirit. Break off every lie that tempts me to play small or hide my light. Help me to walk boldly in the fullness of who You’ve made me to be, so that my life reflects Your glory.
In Jesus' Name, Amen.
Mittwoch, 24. September 2025
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