Some days there are wake-up calls that shake you up and it’s like you get a brand new look at your life.
Mine was last week.
On one hand, I am tremendously blessed with everything I might possibly want or need. On the other hand, I wonder why I got all this since I can probably rival Paul in what he wrote to Timothy,
Here’s a word you can take to heart and depend on: Jesus Christ came into the world to save sinners. I’m proof—Public Sinner Number One—of someone who could never have made it apart from sheer mercy. (1 Timothy 1:15-16, MSG)
Other translations say, “Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners. I am the worst of them.”
Last week I got stung in my head by a bee. It hurt as if someone swung a baseball bat at my head. The realization that I am not a good Christian hurts worse.
For someone who has grown up in a Church, who was involved in all ministries (except the women’s group – I didn’t really fit in there), who taught kids in Sunday School and camps for years, realizing that I still have so much to change in myself is overwhelming.
I am thankful for the sheer mercy God shows. I am grateful for His incredible love.
And I want to be a good kid of His.