"beware lest you say in your heart, "My power and the might of my hand have gotten me this wealth"
God has never allowed this to sink into my heart, not too deep at least. How can I say that? Simple. The adage "the parts can't make up anything greater than the whole" does not apply to my life.
I am now greater than the pieces of my life, and that is an act of God. My life is a testimony to God. I boast only in what God is doing and has done in my life. I didn't finish High School because I failed US history twice. My GPA was horrible. I was pushed along and received favor because I played lacrosse and perhaps teachers wanted me out of their classrooms. I was given academic probation four times in college, was dismissed from the first one I attended. Ended up in the hospital the first month of my freshman year because of blood-alcohol poisoning. I ended up my last semester before God began to work a miracle in my life (while I was still literally blaspheming Him) with a 0.67 GPA. Then the miracle happened; I was, with my own mouth, able to admit defeat. I simply had no idea what I was doing and desperately needed help.
The next semester, thanks to some help in how to learn, I ended up with a 3.25 and was placed on the Dean's List. I have since earned my BA in Political Science and my Masters in Divinity (3.75ish) and am ordained Anglican Priest. I have two wonderful girls and a wife who has given up all sense of a normal life for the Kingdom of God. I spend a month each summer in Tanzania and in the states I spend my life for the benefit of the poor and spiritually unaware.
All this is from God. And all I can do in response is weep with gratitude and pray for strength when I get tired.
He has made much of my life.
I want to make much of Him.
Do you? Or do you make much of yourself? Think about it, deeply. Happy Lent
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